I’m sure this will surprise no one, but I hail from a long line of sassy women from Appalachia. And today (well yesterday) I lost two of the greats. My great-grandma, Elsie, was the ‘town’ (it’s not even really a town) gossip but also the town’s go-to de facto therapist. (1/?)
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Jean would call me when I lived in NYC & LA & DC to whisper about things she thought she couldn’t say out loud. I loved this. She would tell me about conversations she’d had with her pastor about race & politics. She would also say how she felt like I was “one of hers.” (4/?)
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I felt like I was “one of hers” too - even if she did pressure me to have a baby (after giving up on my marriage lol) - I’ll miss you Jean. You are among the Boss Ladies I consider formative to my being. Rest In Peace. (5/5)
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