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My mother tolerated no objections to her cooking. One time, when my father complained about the meatloaf, she hopped up quick as a flash, grabbed the meat, and tossed it out the screened door into the yard.
Bebe Nicholson
Bev Potter
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A woman after my own heart.
Legal secretary by day, insomniac by night. Ally. BA, MA. Humor, pop culture, and things that make you think. My weekly-ish newsletter is bevpotter.substack.com
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