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Driving to Grandma’s on Christmas Eve Past

Many times I was sitting in the back of the red Oldsmobile Delta 88 as my father drove us to Grandma‚Äôs Christmas Eve. When I was a kid, it seemed to take forever to get there. When I was a … Continue reading

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are you out there, grandma?

I often think of my grandma Clara. She departed several years ago and, honestly, if you ask me the date or the year, I cannot say. I can say that I spent several days searching the internet for her obituary … Continue reading

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