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Excerpt from Chapter 1 – My Prosthetic Life

Excerpt from Chapter 1 – My Prosthetic Life

CHAPTER 1 Who in the hell do you think you are, Laura? Doesn’t everyone have a different idea or opinion of who we are?  We are judged by family, friends, acquaintances, and strangers differently, aren’t we? Even those who know us best have their own ideas of who we...

USA Thalidomide Survivors’ 5th “Annual” Conference

USA Thalidomide Survivors’ 5th “Annual” Conference

“Winners never quit, and quitters never win.” ~ Vince Lombardi Our march to congress in Washington D.C. this year was powerful, fun, productive and exhausting!!! I can’t wait to tell you how successful it was, but first things first! Thank you to the Event Planning...

Book Review: WONDER DRUG

Book Review: WONDER DRUG

This book for me has been 61 years in the making. I am a character in the book — honestly, I really am. And so are a lot of my friends from U.S. Thalidomide Survivors, a nonprofit formed only a few years ago in 2018. This book is us. This book literally helped us find...

Jan Garrett

Jan Garrett

My name is Jan Taylor Garrett, and I serve as an at-large member of the U.S. Thalidomide Survivors Board of Directors. I love my husband Dan, kitties, all things purple, and my friends and family. I was born in February of 1962 in Oklahoma City, OK. My disability is...

Introduction

Introduction

Introduction You can call me "JoJo." My name is Jose Martynov G. Calora. I was born in 1962 in Ithaca, New York, with congenital deformities in my upper extremities. I have short arms, no elbows, and three fingers on each hand. The technical term is phocomelia. My...

My Life in Shorthand — Chapter 5

My Life in Shorthand — Chapter 5

AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL MINISERIES I was excited to move to a new place and happy to be back on an Army Base. I later learned that was probably due to the maturity level of Army Brats as they are lovingly referred to by all. After the miserable year of having only 1/2 of...

My Life in Shorthand — Chapter 4

My Life in Shorthand — Chapter 4

AN AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL MINISERIES My sister was not just 8 years older but she was a TALL teenager. i was 4 feet tall when she was 6 feet tall. She  kept me tough by wrestling with me, giving me grief if I ate like a slob, and teased me if i wet my pants. She said "they...