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Respecting and caring for our elders

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Due to unstable home circumstances, I took refuge at my maternal grandmother’s house at various times in my life. But when I was a little girl, I was terrified of my “Grandmaw.” She was a very large woman who spoke broken English and met the stereotype of the Eastern European rural immigrant. Why was I terrified of Grandmaw? For starters, I hardly knew her — only from long-distance phone calls my mom placed to her on the weekends, and from summer vacations to Pennsylvania when we visited my mother’s side of the family.

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