Dispatches from Down East: For All the Mothers-at-Heart
Lori Gard
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Posted 07.11.2012
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Canada Living
My "adoptive" mother was an elegant woman with immaculate nails and gorgeous ebony skin. Over the year I lived with Alice, our relationship became more than just tenant and landlady. She became, in essence, a surrogate mother to me and continued to be one over the years that followed.
