Awww, Grandmothers rock Larry! Hey, wrote a poem about mine, time to bore yall:
REMEMBRANCE
Feeling small the White House seemed Tall
Sitting on the Stone Steps with my Barbie Doll
Summertime together every year in Front Royal
Every you were so Loyal
Favorite foods and a special weekend "Marathon" (is an old candybar they don't sell anymore)
From my Grandfather who was the first Gone
Cherry pipes, Perry Mason and Solitare
I still remember back then when I was There
At night I'd sleep in a small room of Triangle
And rode in the daytime a large tired funny Tricycle
Back at home I could always count on a monthly Letter
With words and drawn pictures, no one could do Better
You're concern for me was Astounding
Your Love was ever Surrounding
No one's eyes ever greeted me like your's Did
Never holding back, emotions were never Hid
You filled a gap inside me even from far Away
And even though you are gone, in my heart you Stay
You affected my life and soul like no Other
My secret best friend, my beloved Grandmother
OK, turn the violins off now
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