My grandma was a pastor, director of the youth choir, skilled musician, and also a collector of many things. Custom bears, for instance. Her pink depression glass was passed down to me, and it’s a delight.
She introduced my parents, approaching my dad at a summer camp where he (also a youth pastor) had brought his students the same week she’d brought her…
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