The Permanent Family Record
The Gram With a Thousand Rules: “As I have mentioned before, I am a Carpenter’s Daughter — although my siblings and I all felt as though we were carpenter apprentices attending a daily lecture, because our dear Daddy shared every aspect of his trade with us every dinner hour. (Heaven help you if you interrupted him to ask someone to pass you the potatoes!)
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