Gathering at the Laundromat
Oct 28, 2021
3 minutes
BY ROBERTA MESSNER HUNTINGTON, WEST VIRGINIA
ASH. RINSE. SPIN. That’s what was on my menu early in the morning one Thanksgiving a few years back. With no kids of my own, and my siblings out of town with their families, it was just any other Thursday for me. “Might as well have clean clothes,” I muttered, walking into the laundromat. High up on the wall, where the television was mounted, a newscaster reported on the
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