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Post by dumdave on Mar 21, 2014 10:01:46 GMT -6
Sounds like a real nice person MM. You were lucky to have her as a Gramma.
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Post by tjsrxpilot on Mar 21, 2014 22:51:56 GMT -6
that was called granny's my aunt lived right next door. all the neighbors played there including me.
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Post by dumdave on Mar 22, 2014 8:53:39 GMT -6
When I stayed w/ my grandma in Chenoa. No pool table or outside basketball court.
It was up at 6:30 AM. A single bowl of Cheerios alone in her kitchen and then...........THE GARDEN!
My brother was in town and we went to the old homestead in Chenoa. We both looked over where THE GARDEN was and shivered.
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Post by freonsaturday on Apr 1, 2014 19:55:25 GMT -6
When I stayed w/ my grandma in Chenoa. No pool table or outside basketball court. It was up at 6:30 AM. A single bowl of Cheerios alone in her kitchen and then...........THE GARDEN! My brother was in town and we went to the old homestead in Chenoa. We both looked over where THE GARDEN was and shivered. My condolences DD! Gardening can be quite a pleasant activity if it isn't force-fed. I guess you feel about gardening the same as I feel about fishing, used to go with Dad all the time but he was so competitive and unforgiving of mistakes that it wasn't very pleasant. I rarely fish anymore, and if I do I just drown worms while taking a nap with the fishing line wrapped around my toe. |
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