My Lala
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Last published Fri, Jul 27, 2018
This is the story of my great-grandmother.
Let me paint you a picture of her before I start. She had shoulder length, curly blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, a button nose, makeup always pristine, she was shorter, only about 5'2, A bit frail looking, but a strong woman. She always talked with such strength and grace, she was someone you wanted to listen to. This is for her. This is her story.
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