My grandmother’s four children, my father and his three sisters in the 1960’s. They have all transitioned. A generation gone. But together again. I knew them well. I’m one of them. Forever. Until we meet again.

About Elizabeth Stokkebye

Grew up on Hans Christian Andersen’s fairytales. Spent childhood and youth in Denmark. MA in Scandinavian Languages and Literature from the University of Washington. Taught Reading and Composition at UC Berkeley. Write under the influence of human emotions.
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