Before you read this, know I intend it to be a happy story.
First, check out this picture:
Meet Bessie and Kenny McCoy, my maternal grandparents. They are the sweetest, most straight-laced couple on the planet. In this photo, they are celebrating grandpa's 89th birthday in Indianola. Grandma has Alzheimers, but you can see how much she loves her Kenny from the look in her eye and the gesture of her hand.
She loves babies as much as she loves Kenny, and once you are her baby, you are always her baby. When she sees me today, she hugs and kisses me up just like when I was 5 years old, and I love it. Everyone needs a 4'10" grandma bessie who walks with a limp from polio.
Don't pity them. They are strong, and they have survived and truly lived. All of their kids and grandkids are fucked up in one way or another, and I'm proud to be in that crew.
It's good to be the real McCoy.
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