But at this point before we move on I should probably tell you a little more about my Grandma Lyanna Barrett. She was my mama’s mama obviously, and she lived up in a place called Mount Harrison, New York. That was where my mama and the rest of her family (whatever’s left of it) are originally from. I had never even met my Grandmother Lyanna, let alone have been up to her place in New York because my mama had ditched her hometown and skinned-out back when she was just eighteen. Yeah, she just grabbed her cigar box of running away money and took off for the