Grammy Is Coming Home!

My Grammy in 93 years young. Cliche, I know, but she really is! Grammy moved to California before I was a conscious human. I remember visiting her as a kid, I even got my first bee sting at her complex trying to pick up a bee at age one. (I mean what was I thinking?!) […]

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We woke up at the crack of dawn to take the train to Manhattan. Donned with sparkles and glitter we boarded the train the Drag Queen utopia we have visited for the past two years. DragCon is the place on the east coast that queens and fans unite to celebrate the beauty of living your […]

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Grandpa Frank

My father’s father, Frank, was the only grandparent I didn’t have the opportunity to meet. To the credit of my Dad and my Grammy I feel like I know the essence of who he was. I grew up on stories and pictures and was awfully touched when my Dad said that I briefly looked like […]

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Together Again

I always loved having a big family. My Grandma, Mildred, was the daughter of Gertrude and Arthur and the middle child of their three kids. When the siblings grew up they all moved within a three mile radius of each other. Each of Grandma’s siblings had four kids and then some of their kids also […]

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