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“Looking at her grandson with great patience, Grammy replied, “When I was knee-high to a grasshopper, not much younger’n you, my Memaw tole me that biscuit makin’ was ser’ous business. For ever’ biscuit ya cut, yer buildin’ muscle and storin’ up grit.”

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Revealed Truth: A Journey From Fear to Faith

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