The fence had been taken down, opening the flowing grass to easy access. There were no longer any cows to keep in. In the field were gathered perhaps one hundred and fifty people. They were friends of the family and relatives, cherished people I had not seen in many years because of being far from home and because many of them had passed away.

Excerpted from '3 Open Doors'

© Andrew Grossman

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