My mother’s quest to trace roots plants our fight for the future
By Sarah Osment Alzheimer’s is not a stranger in my household. Growing up, I remember 15-minute car rides with my Nanny, Lillian Lacy, where she would comment, “The corn sure is getting high,” no less than 15 times. (My parents live near Mennonite farms.) I remember the emotions of moving my grandparents to a home […]
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