My father, dead so long now, looms up as unexplored landscape, the mountains of the moon, a text that has lain in a drawer, undeciphered, for which I have had no Rosetta Stone.

My father, dead so long now, looms up as unexplored landscape, the mountains of the moon, a text that has lain in a drawer, undeciphered, for which I have had no Rosetta Stone.

- Shirley Abbott

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Mothers are like glue. Even when you can’t see them, they’re still holding the family together.

Mothers are like glue. Even when you can’t see them, they’re still holding the family together.

- Susan Gale

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