my mother's mother...Grandmother Troup

There is perhaps no single person in my life who has so profoundly influenced me. Al hamdullilah. She left us at the young age of 76. Mash'Allah. I think she worked herself to death. She was a perfectionist. It is hard to be a perfectionist.

I never knew my Grandfather Troup. He died two years before I was born, mash'Allah. I wish I had known him. He was a very talented photographer.

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