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My Grandma was full of life. Always smiling and carefree. She could make me laugh, even if I was having a bad day. She was understanding and reassuring. I loved going to Grandma’s house as a child. Climbing and playing in the apple trees and exploring the woods. The strawberry patch, smells of holiday meals cooking and the horses next door. But the best part of all that I remember is the smell of wood burning in the wood stove and being all nice and warm. I loved being in that room. ...
Lisa Schoepke
April 03, 2008 | Zimmerman


