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My dad just called and told me that my grandma died. I don't even have words for how much she meant to me. She taught me what it meant to be a liberal. She was a Roosevelt Democrat. A fierce feminist. A beautiful human being. The world is a darker place without her in it.
What's really interesting is that while she was dying 1500 miles away (and completely without my knowledge), I was on lunch break at work, reading "No Ordinary Time," the book about FDR and Eleanor. I happened to be in one of the parts that talked about how Eleanor spent so much of her time working on the New Deal...spending time with "real" people. And I was thinking to myself, no wonder my grandma loved her so much. They had a lot in common.
I'm absolutely heartbroken. :cry:
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