Slices of Life: Mom stands strong for supper

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By Jill Pertler
I am clinging to supper like a desperate and damp piece of toilet paper on a slippery sneaker. I hold on by a thin thread of two-ply ultra-soft. My grip is tenuous, yet tenacious. They will not break me. Supper has been a mainstay at my house for as long as I can remember. My parents practiced the mealtime concept up to three times a day and must have passed along the supper gene to me.
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