Category Archives: Grandmother

The long way home….

Yesterday, I took the long way home through the winding paths of Central Park.  Beauty took me uptown.  My hair, to be exact, was the reason and when I escaped with my new “do” I debated for a few moments … Continue reading

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Sometimes, the name really doesn’t matter.

My mother was the 5th child born to a pair of Swiss Immigrants in the 1930’s.  It was the depth of the depression when she was conceived and a new baby was the last thing this family needed.  Already strapped … Continue reading

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My Inheritance

Once upon a time, I had large breasts.  That wasn’t really all that long ago but in a way it also seems a lifetime.  This is their history as I know it. The big boobs came from my maternal grandmothers … Continue reading

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