The beginning

Ever since I was a little girl, Grandmother would send me notes on how to be the best girl.  She sent me letters, newspaper clippings and cards on everything from how to clean a cast iron skillet, who to date (or not), and how to write a thank you card.

She’s 93 now and still sends me things.  This blog is in honor of her.

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