When I think of my grandmother, Margaret Harper, the first word that comes to mind is frugal. She was the type of woman who rinsed out Ziploc bags to reuse them, clipped coupons religiously from the Sunday paper, and saved every rubber band, twist tie, and grocery bag like they were precious heirlooms.
To us, her family, she was loving, of course — endlessly so. But she was also, in our eyes, a little old-fashioned, even eccentric, in her devotion to living a life of simplicity and thrift.
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