The Leechpit Grammy, 1981

My Aunt Mary-Ann just sent me this picture of my Grammy circa 1981… such a bad mamma jamma! I was only about 2 then, but I already knew she was an OG riot grrrl. She survived TB, the Great Depression, raised 8 kids but had to bury 3 from CF, and one from a drunk driver. She cooked and sewed for 11 grandkids, loved Pope John Paul the Duece, and taught my punk a** what unconditional love feels like. Love you Grammy!