Hillbilly Elegy

school, we visited Kentucky only a few
times a year for a few days at a time.
Living with Mamaw, I learned that she
and her sister, Rose—a woman of
uncommon kindness—had a falling-out
after their mother died. Mamaw had
hoped that the old house would become
a sort of family time share, while Rose
had hoped that the house would go to her
son and his family. Rose had a point:
None of the siblings who lived in Ohio
or Indiana visited often enough, so it
made sense to give the house to someone
who would use it. But Mamaw feared
that without a home base, her children
and grandchildren would have no place
to stay during their visits to Jackson.