"The Lottery," by Shirley Jackson, makes me think of all of the dumb things we do because of tradition.

Aunt Ester, with all her eye rolling and verbal exclamations, is nicknamed Dit. Out of respect for my elders, I coined her Aunt Dit.

“There’s an old song from the 70s… ‘Oh, What a Night.’ All I’ve got to say is ‘Sweet Jesus in the Morning.’” ​ My grandmother used to say...

I know I must have broken her heart a million times. And although I remember each detail, I truly believe she has forgotten.

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