Skip Breakfast, Pass on Lunch, Lose our Cookies
My grandma. She came to the United States when she was 5 years old. Over the following ninety some odd years, she made a life for herself in a new country. As a child, she made the long journey by boat to the U.S. As a young adult, she survived The Great Depression. Later on in life, she worked hard every day to put seven children through college. It wasn’t an easy life. She was a remarkable lady. I credit a lot of my own drive and determination to her influence. In addition,