Hello Rebecca, This is a super longshot but we met in the mid 80's. You, Native American and French.
You had a boyfriend and lived with your cousin and brother, your cousin was dating my friend Kid C#P#N#.
I had the long blondish mullet looking doo, that was the fashion then. We talked for quite a bit, and one morning you came to my sisters house early before your classes. :)
You tried to help me get my shit together, but I was a young and dumb. Kicked myself in the ass so many times for not following through. I was scared because your brother and boyfriend confronted me at roosevelt center one night. Last i saw you I had gave myself an ugly flattop haircut.
I've searched your name over the years but could find you. Your son was maybe 5 at the time.
I know it was a brief encounter in time. but sure would like to know you are ok in life.
And also hope to see your face again.
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