It’s been awhile since I talked about my grandmother. Those of you who are not dog lovers might find this silly, but with the recent departure of my three Golden Retriever guests my thoughts have been drawn to her. Both these wonderful puppies and my grandmother showed me nothing but their complete love. I miss all four of them.
When I began this blog my very early entries revolved around the life lessons that she taught me. For those of you who missed it, she came from Czechoslovakia at the age of nine without any knowledge of English. She began as a scullery maid and taught herself a new language with the aid of her aunt and a dictionary. She never had any real formal education – but in my view, was one of the wisest women who ever walked on Earth.
She married, raised two children on her own…
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