I was raised by my grandmother; college teacher; college president; who took me as a 16 month old and kept me safe even after losing her only son to a terrible explosion and her husband to a heart attack. Though I am now a thousand miles from her grave and cannot visit it as we did each memorial day when I lied in South Dakota, my thoughts are with her.

Oh and she taught me how to play bridge...that led me to poker and my present sins.