"There were some difficult times when I was growing up, but being with my grandmother made me feel loved, cared for, and important. She was a safe place for me. My two sisters and I took turns spending weekends with her, and I always looked forward to that one-on-one time. She took us to art exhibitions, out to eat, to the Botanical Gardens, and to the Nineteenth Century Club, all things my parents wouldn't have done with us. On Saturday mornings at her house, we'd sit in front of the TV with our trays of toast and eggs, cream of wheat, bacon, and grapefruit---I still can't believe we ate all that, but we did---and watch Tarzan movies and painting shows on TV. When I was with her, I knew I would be okay."