Where the Seed Was Planted

The summer after seventh grade, I spent a month at the beach with my mother’s family. There were cousins everywhere and formal lunches at my great grandmothers table: silver, bone china, crystal and finger bowls. I am an only child, and we didn’t use china at home. The whole business was overwhelming. All that was
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The Believer Grandpa Lou

The Believer

It has been a year since my husband Mark’s father died. His sister Barbara and I were there for the last test of life and the final blessing from a hospital priest. A year later, Lou’s gifts of unquestioning optimism and confidence seem more remarkable than ever. All his accomplishments began with a foundation of
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