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Growing up in the Midwest, I was lucky to share some of the same age-old traditions with my family that are celebrated here in Mexico – fresh fruits and vegetables from the farm, playing outdoors all day, appreciating our grandparents, and treating them with the utmost respect. During this time of uncertainty, I’m adding some of those stories here.
My first story begins with my grandmother Mabel.
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