grandmothering
By Brenda Winter, columnistMarch 30, 2021One of my grandmas could make a jumping mouse out of a handkerchief. The other grandma let us have a sip of her beer and eat supper without washing our hands. One grandma took us to the store to buy pop and candy, the other entertained us for hours by telling stories from her childhood in Germany. I loved both of my grandmas. I didn’t love them for what they could do. I loved them because they…
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