Jan 28 2021 25 mins 7
It was the 1980’s when the people of my town started getting sick of weird ailments and coming down with mental illness, people started dying or going crazy, after four years of planes flying overhead spraying a mist most everyone I knew was either dead, dying or crazy, I begged my parents to leave with me, the only sane person was my boyfriend Julian, we would be leaving soon for California what I didn’t know was the worst was ahead & at 16 years old I was left to face the world alone. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/daisy-hudson/message
