My Grandmother Snow's Life Story by La Prele Snow Finocchio For years I could not understand why my grandmother Sally Snow had no face, for it had been destroyed by cancer. But she was like an angel. . . I do not remember her ever complaining, but always pleasant; serving wherever she could willingly. All the children in the neighborhood loved her for she was so willing to prepare tea parties for them. She never went far from home for people would stare, babies and children cried because they did not know her. The babies who knew her loved her as she was . . . no fear. There must have been pain, but if there was she never let me know. Now I see the probability it was "the Face of Christ" she had. Because in her spirit of love, she told me: "God never gives you a burden that he does not give you a back strong enough to carry it". Remember the scriptures tell us, "our burden is light". What a blessing she was to many in her example of patient love.