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No Mushy Cards for My Mom

Finding a Mother’s Day card for my mom, Dorothy Mellstrom, was always difficult. I would venture to say about 98 percent of the cards I found at the store were sweet and sentimental and not at all what my mother would have appreciated.

Born at home in the country in 1916 to my Irish grandmother when Grandma was 42 years old, my mom

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