Grandmother

By Every Family's Got One Guest Writer -- Annette Guarrasi The woman who raised the woman who raised me died on January 16, years ago. As many years have passed as the age I was when she passed. I’m humbled by how the years swiftly go. An immigrant woman... who boldly stepped foot in a new world during the Great Depression, she spoke little English, which made me think she was dumb but I was the fool to think this. She was wise but too humble to brag or insist. She knew things I may well never know. An [...]