Tag: generations
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My Two Poppies
I had two grandfathers, and they were about as different as two men can be. My dad’s dad was a truck driver. His world was small and warm and complete: his chair, his miniature poodle, a cold can of beer, the ballgame coming in on the radio, a deck of cards. He didn’t need much…
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The Women Before Me
My grandmothers were their own study. Just as different from each other, and between them they handed me almost everything I know about how to be a woman in the world. My mom’s mother was a straight shooter with very little filter. She was strong in her church and would quietly hide the fact that…
