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This is the story of my own grandmother and great-grandmother as written by my mother, so, naturally, it means a great deal to me. During the final stages of it’s production, my cousins met for lunch to discuss the book. Depending on who their mother was, they had different understandings of the events. Some were incensed by the slant of the story and others had no idea that any of this happened. The more worldly ones knew even more of the details. For me, it was pieces of the puzzle being put into place to solve some niggling little mysteries. What I came away with from that lunch, was a clear understanding that it does no one a favor to paint their kin as saintly and untainted souls. The ancestors have earned the right to their true virtues and we have an obligation to take heed and learn from the lessons these stories can provide.