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I went to the eye doctor this week, and as usual, the visit was quite comical. Reading the eye chart turns into a guessing game for me after the fifth line. I owe this trait to my great-grandmother, Mamie Gilley Nance, whose nearsightedness has been passed down through four generations. I have more nearsighted relatives than I have pictures, but here’s a brief compilation of my great-grandmother’s bespectacled bloodline:

 

 
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