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How a Family Crumbled by: Gideon Achatz As a child in a small town like Ishpeming, there weren’t many things to do without being bored after a minute.. Going to the park got old, hanging around at my own house made me feel sluggish, but my grandma’s house was always one block away, where there was a house full of my family and the people I loved most. So, most of my time spent as a child would be spent at that house. Whenever it was the weekend I would want to sleep over, and whenever I had downtime, I would walk over. In the household there were about six people in total, with a couple others coming in and out occasionally. First, my Aunt Ruth, who’s not exactly the happiest when she’s not in control. Next, my Aunt Bev, who would always spoil me when she was working. My grandma and grandpa, who were like the silent sentries of their household, and my Aunt Rosey, who’s Down syndrome didn’t stop her from being a beacon of happiness. Finally, Aunt Sally, a nurse who was responsible for m...