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family history, travel, Canada

Abstract

I knew my Grandma Lund as a strong person. She was my Dad's mother, mary, the "tough" grandmaother my parents called on to babysit my older sister, Laurette, and me when they would travel for more than a few days. Mary Lund was a large person, a feature which worked against her in the years I knew her. Her legs were thick and chronic arthiritis did not allow her to walk without discomfort; she remained ever stoic, never complaining even as she winced in obvious pain. She insisted on respect for elder and a strict code of manners at the dinner table. We never crossed her, but we secretly wished she would soften up on the discipline.

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