I was born in the 40's and my unwed mother, lying alone in a hospital with a permanently stiff leg from primitive knee operations, had listened to the stirring radio announcements by Gen. Dwight Eisenhower during the Allied campaigns, and decided to name me after him.
It was a strange name - Dwight - to have in Quebec City, where I was raised. A protes…
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