my memory of my oldest relative has to be about Great Grandma Riding. I loved going to her house, because that meant all those really non-tasty candies i could eat. see's I think they were. I also remember she had the most uncomfortable couches that seemed to be really itchy, like a real stiff fabric... you'd think that the older someone gets the more comfy their furniture would get? it's like rigamortis set in on her couches. I remember seeing her once at the grocery store, and helping her find orange juice and for some reason, she really remembered that, and always reminded me of it.
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Awesome memory! If only you could've met Great Grandad Riding. He too was awesome. Grandmom used to say that she was just waiting to go to heaven to be with Grandad again. "Don't see much use in my life anymore". That's a paraphrase by the way.
I remember Great Grandmom had quite a few of those glittery and FRAGILE flower sculptures that one could plug in and admire--which I at every opportunity:)
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