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I know only wisps of my grandmother’s life, those parts that came to me in stories told by my mother, or from the occasional times our family made the 3,000 mile trip from Southern California to the Virginia farm where she spent … Continue reading
Snow came the night we reached Shenandoah in late December of 1968 after driving night and day from Southern California to make it while there was still time. It lay shining on the fields in the light of a full moon, glistening on … Continue reading