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Personal Narrative-Frame Farm Home

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The table glows in the warmth of the November sun that shines through the dining room window. A smooth, golden finish blankets its 45-inch diameter, and its presence seems to warm the crisp autumn air in the wood-frame farm home. The table, purchased for the home the newlyweds have rented, is to serve their children and grandchildren in the years to come. The year is 1925; my father 's mother, tall, slim, hunched shouldered, works in the kitchen. Her hair lies in a thick, straight bob parted on the right side and held in a silver barrette on the left. As the second child, the second daughter, she has embodied her parents ' disappointment from her birth. She is not as pretty as her older sister; her prospects of marriage always seemed slim.
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