Since today’s elementary students marvel that their teachers “are from the 1900s,” I was profoundly affected when, just days ago, I flipped my calendar to September and was reminded of my own grandmother’s birth….in 1896.
Yes, I knew (and loved) someone from the 1800s…someone who arrived in this world only 120 years after the birth of this nation.
Last week, that math stopped me in my tracks.
America…
