: About Me

A young 90-something, and my closest relative. Our letters to each other posted three, sometimes four times a week, drawing the miles closer together yet still not filling the empty space between us. Letter writing, it's not the same as sitting beside each other working on crochet projects while listening to her speak of days past. So for her, and some other reasons, we relocated to her town. Her childhood memories, descriptions of her idolized parents who passed too young, growing up as part of a large family, all of what she shared with me I cherish. They were a coal mining family, with ...