Here's some of the boys great, great grandma's handy work that's now hanging in our dining room. I was only about 5 when she passed, but I still have a few fond memories of her. One is of sitting with her on the couch while she watched Lawrence Welk. I'd rest my head on her arm and listen to the creaking in her joints as she crocheted. She was always crocheting. My other memory is eating Rice Crispies cereal from a bowl resting on a little round foot stool and she'd tell me, "Listen, do you hear that? They're saying eat me, eat me."
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Here is a memory that I have, that has been passed down. When we were little we always took leftovers home in a empty pickle jar. The other day Joannie send home food, for me, in an empty pickle jar. And yes I do have empty glass jars in the basement for such an occassion.
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