I have an inkling where my mom got to be so good.
There is another lady in our lives, Grandma Ruth (also known as Grammaruth), who is an impeccable defense against the woes of poor spelling, misplaced commas, and dangling modifiers. As children we would get our letters returned with no response "because she couldn't understand what we'd written" until we had written a letter with all the corrections she had suggested. Perhaps my mom got to be so good because of her mother.
I suppose that I am generally able to help Rex in his writing because of the legacy of my ancestry (if you want to call it that), but I know my mom and especially my grandma are able to catch at least 10% more mistakes than I can detect.
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