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By Carla Seaquist

I'd like to report a robbery that did NOT occur. We constantly

I am grateful. I have a lot to draw on trying to navigate my future as, "Papa." My Italian and Irish grandparents were close at hand - I could ride my bike to both homes while I was a young whippersnapper - and did so often. I could even get to my grandfather Derry's business, just to say hello or, as I got older, lend a hand around Derry's Feed and Fuel, which smelled like a mixture of alfalfa, hay and rabbit pellets. More importantly, in the geography of the heart, my grandparents drew the map.

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