When I was 18, I accompanied my parents on a out-of-town trip to attend an Uncle’s wedding. We arrived late the night before the wedding after a two-day car journey. We were staying at a hotel near the church where the wedding was held. My parents dropped me off at my grandmother’s house and went out shopping for a last minute wedding present. My grandmother, Grandma Rose, lived alone in an old, modest house. My father was one of 11 boys that my grandmother raised. No girls in that family. I remember staying there
