My grandmother, Esther Lee Corley Stewart, was more terrified of water than she was of lightning. I found out why when her fear became my pre-adolescent shame. One hot summer day when I was ten, a friend invited me to join her swim team. I couldn’t wait. “Show me what you can do,” the coach said. I jumped in the pool and swam my very best stroke down the length of the pool, just like my … Continue reading
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