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Going off the grid
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One summer night, a few years before Mama died, I tried to call her but there was no answer. An hour later with still no answer, I was pacing the floor and debating whether or not to jump in the car and take the 22 minute drive to her house. "If she doesn't answer this time, I'm gettin' in the car," I muttered to myself.