The last ten years of her life, Mama once said, were the happiest of an extremely happy, fulfilling life.
Daddy had “made his way to the Lord” a decade before Mama did so, for the final chapter of her life, Mama was able to “loafer” and do whatever she pleased, whenever she pleased.
She no longer had to rise at dawn to make a pan of buttermilk biscuits and cook a ful...
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