The Year My Grandma Sent Me A Shrunken Head For Christmas

Grandma O’Hara, my last living grandparent, passed away over the weekend. She was 85 years old. I could tell you a million different things and facts and stories about my grandma and will probably share a few of them with you this week, but for some reason the only one that comes to mind right now is the time my grandma sent me a shrunken head for Christmas. I suppose a lot of older people take part time jobs after they retire and my grandma was no exception. Some grandmas work at food banks and retirement homes and hospitals. Grandma… (read more)

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