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The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. —L.P. Hartley, The Go-Between   To hear my sister Fran talk about it, we grew up in Mayberry with June Cleaver as a mother and Mr. Rogers as a father. I sit back and marvel at stories about turkeys stuffed with Grandma’s secret recipe at Christmas and the smell of homemade cookies wafting through a pristine house as we kids giggled through the front door with our best friends in tow. Like she believes it. Like we didn’t come home from school to find Mom dead-drunk and passed out...