My great aunt, Antie Ann used to have me go fluff her clothes in the dryer (so they would dry faster) when I would go visit her, which was a lot before I started having kids. EVERY TIME I fluff my clothes, which is usually every load, I ALWAYS think of her. I love that. Same thing happens when I cut strawberries, I always think of my Grammy Dorothy. She picked and froze strawberries every year for ages. I love that memory of her. When I pick blueberries I think of my other Grandma, Verna. When we would go visit her in Emily, sometimes she would take us blueberry picking. Buckets upon buckets we would pile into the back of her station wagon. Love that memory. Grandpa Ralph used to pop leaves (as only Grandpa could do) when he was coming down the path to my Dads to warn us that he was coming so everyone would quit smoking by the time he got there. Love that memory. My other Grandpa, Rodney, my favorite memory of him is how he would entertain us by wiggling his ears. We would always get the biggest kick out of that! Grandpa Bob. what a character he was. Such a simple man. Give him a plate of potatoes and he was happy! He called me Albino Indian. When I was a kid in the summer my hair used to get super blonde and my skin would get super tan. I love my memories of some of my loved ones who have passed. Not quit ready to share my favorite memories of my two beautiful sisters yet.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 20:46:03 +0000
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