I wish I’d known my dad’s mom from an adult perspective. Grandma J. passed away when I was 19 – too young to know what I didn’t know. Now, I realize that I have many questions about her life that will always go unanswered. I wonder what it would have been like to walk in her shoes. If I’d asked Grandma what her life was like at the time my dad was born and his father passed away, what would she have told me? I imagine she might have responded to me in a letter that would have gone something like this – Dear Kathi, You’ve asked me to share…