CHAPTER 1
My name is Lucy Jean, but I insist on being called Grandma Lucy.
I should warn you starting out that my mind isn’t quite as sharp as it once was. I hope that’s all right with you. What I’m saying is that I’ve got a story to tell you, except I can’t always be sure that I’m getting things down exactly the same way as they really happened. Comes from getting older, I suppose.
I’ve lived a long life on God’s beautiful earth, and I’m tremendously thankful to say that the good Lord has sustained me for all these years, and I have no doubt he’ll continue to do so until the day he calls me heavenward.
I make my home in Washington. We’ve got a little farm in a small town named Orchard Grove. Maybe you’ve heard of it. Kind people. Small community. My niece and I raise goats there. Well
