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ir down in the hold of the ship.
I would concede now that all these things were fabrications based on stories I’d heard. Memory is a
complicated thinga relative to truth but not its twin. It was a fact that our mother had been terrified of
flying. This part of our family history was well known in Grace. In her entire life she never left the ground.
When her health deteriorated because of a failed kidney and a National Guard helicopter bore down from
the sky to take her to Tucsonshe’d explained to the men that she wasn’t going to fly. When they ignored
hershe just died before the helicopter could lift itself up out of the alfalfa. The big bird hovered for a
minuteand went away hungry.
It wasn’t her aversion to flight that was impressive; people in Grace didn’t travel much by carlet
alone by air. I think the moral of the talebased on the way people told itwas the unsuspected force of my
mother’s will. “Who else would have married Doc Homer?” they seemed to be saying. And alsoI suppose
“Who could have borne those unconforming girls?” People never said this directlybut when we were willful
they would tell uswithout fail: “You didn’t suck that out of your thumb.”
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