Intolerance, was about the only that Grandma was intolerant of. She was always very open and accepting of everyone. It didn’t matter what color they were or what language they spoke, Grandma always opened her house and her heart to them. Her attitude and open heart helped me to more accepting of those with differences. It doesn’t matter what color someone is or what language they speak or whether they can walk. What matters is that they are a person and you accept them as a person. That is what Grandma had to say about intolerance.