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When we burst through the door, I was nearly dry. The cardigan had acted as a shield for me. But Grandma was a different sight. Her dress was plastered to her shoulders, water dripped from the tip of her nose, and her silver hair had fallen loose and limp.

I looked at her and said,

That is her true legacy. Not the cookies or the stories, but the instinct to get soaked so someone else can stay warm and dry. -ENG- My Grandmother - Grandma- You-re Wet