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she was no longer a Georgia peach; she was a Georgia apricot. She had seen everything and watched it come back again. In other words, she was outspoken, rarely holding her tongue. Her motto was that growing older allowed you to say exactly what you felt, and if feelings got hurt in the truth-telling process, then it was a small price to pay.
