Chapter 31: Life with Granny | My Southern Gothic Life

New post up on the other Blog:

I know I have single-handedly destroyed the stereotype that all Gay Men adore their Mothers.  But I did adore my Grandmother and my Aunt Goldie.  I am far from a misogynist.

I’ll write about Goldie later, but let me talk about Granny first.

My Grandmother- Granny- was my Mother’s Mother.  Bertha Quintral Sigmon.  Two women could not have been more different.  For all the flighty, Southern Belle manipulations that personified my Mother, Granny offset them by being a totally down to earth realist.

She had to be…

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