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Despair Could Not Have Her

Thus, it can not have me.

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My grandmother always talked about her “ship coming in.” It would happen someday. She was certain. To support this belief, she enrolled in a local college after having 10 children and helping to raise several grandchildren, me and my younger brother included.

She was the oldest student in all her classes, perhaps in the school. Which she told us…

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Acamea Deadwiler

Acamea Deadwiler

Author of the critically acclaimed book on women and relationship status, “Single That.” https://www.amazon.com/dp/1687069786

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