I step into a familiar graveyard. My husband is with me, and so is our oldest daughter, a curly-haired girl with dark lashes and thoughtful eyes. I am showing them the graves of my forebears, here where generations of my family rest in the soil of Emmett, Idaho.
- From Uprooted: Recovering the Legacy of the Places We've Left Behind by Grace Olmstead
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