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A true trailblazer. Her story reminds us that strength often grows in silence, and the trail can be a path to freedom. 🥾 🌲 Born in 1887 in rural Ohio, Emma endured over 30 years of severe domestic abuse from her husband while raising 11 children on a farm....

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