Tribute to Life

She was a first generation American. The third of six children born to Lebanese immigrants. She was my Grandma Rose.

Her life, like most of ours, was ordinary. It was filled with sorrow: the loss of her brother to a snow mobile accident...he was only in his 40s. The loss of her husband, suddenly, next to her...he was only in his early 40s. So was she, left with 3 kids to raise on her own.

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