My toddler grandson and I FaceTime most mornings as he eats breakfast and I sip my coffee. He adores scrambled eggs, stuffing chubby fistfuls into his mouth in between offering them across his high chair tray to the phone propped up on the counter. I pretend to take a bite and we both giggle. "Vince,… Continue reading Scrambled Eggs, Ruby Bridges, and the Ties That Bind Us to Our Ancestors Generations Later
Author: Trish Deveneau
Writer of creative nonfiction, retired teacher, pet mom, mom of two adult humans, nana to three wee ones. Avid cook, yogi, gym rat, art lover; maybe too earnest for my own good.