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How did I become a pompous ass? I am not sure. I wasn’t raised to be arrogant, quite the opposite.

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How did I become a pompous ass? I am not sure. I wasn’t raised to be arrogant, quite the opposite.
Don’t ever underestimate a Grandma. I know that better than anybody. I couldn’t help watching this and thinking about the woman who took me in and raised me when she was 69 years old. My Grandma, my teacher!

She doesn’t get around anymore as she used to; now she depends on strangers who help her with her daily needs.
I often wish that old furniture could talk. What a story many of these antique pieces could tell. Where do they come from? Who made them and who did they belong to? All the people they have met and most importantly, what brought them into my little workshop.