At 82, I Found

criticism with good humor. The grandchildren heard stories about Margaret that were not saintly or vague, but real.

“She once threw a spoon at me,” Frank admitted one evening.

The children gasped with delight.

Diane laughed. “Mom threw a spoon?”

“Near me,” Frank corrected. “Not at me.”

Peter grinned. “What did you do?”

Frank paused. “I told her buying a continue reading …