Peggy and the Preacher

My mother spoke with a British accent, though American born.  She sipped gin and tonics, partied three times a week, picked at her food, shopped only at Saks, wore heels 24/7, and in her 90s arranged for a college professor to come to her living room to lecture on the Renaissance - so she could... Continue Reading →

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