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You Are Your Own Grandma

Found the words to say so now here it goes I hope you don't mind I'm not very good at Prose Younger than my mother, yet grandmother to me Sister to my father, an Aunt also to me Although I was estranged when my father passed away you still made a connection when I was far away Aunt, Grandmother, Mother, the roles that you were dealt persevering till the end and all was heartfelt I wish I knew you better, but that was not to be The day my father died, I was lost to his family Somehow I was found, and phone calls they were made The letters that you wrote me I still have to this day I wish I would have told you - your phone calls in the past were a beacon in the darkness -some questions answered at last Please know I appreciate all that you have done Grandmother, Aunt, Mother, to many not just one Rest in Peace Martha fka Atrum Wife of Frank fka Rolling Mountain Thunder Creator of Thunder Mountain Monument Imlay, Nevada

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Rico Leffanta

Date: 1/21/2021 11:30:00 AM

DNA and the internet makes it so easy to connect with family in 2021! Aloha! Rico

Sheila Van Zant
Date: 7/30/2022 7:47:00 AM

My father's step-sister who he shared a half-sister with married my grandfather (my father's father) and my father had to stand in for his father at the ceremony (they had the same name) it gets a bit more confusing after that.