Grammar Everybody loves grandma. They love going to her house, smelling her fresh baked goods in the oven, listening to her wonderful stories about how she grew up, and how much she loves her grandchildren. This is one of the experiences I have been missing, because of the recent loss of my grandmother. I had never before met Ruth Sarvis, the woman called Grammar, even by those not related to her. When I was informed that I needed to write an essay, I presumed it was an opportune time. I only chatted…
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