A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

Now that we were no longer in far-off Nebraska, I no longer had to plan weekends with the family, because my mother-in-law expected us every weekend. But that was okay, because the kids enjoyed spending time with her.

Agnes, or "the one gramma" as the kids called her (to distinguish between her and "the two grammas", my mother and grandmother), could often be persuaded to go with us to the beach, which was only about 10 minutes from her house.