
In my later childhood my grandparents moved from Illinois to my hometown in Wisconsin and we saw them nearly daily from then on. They where a big part of my life, I have many fond memories of sitting at their dinner table eating(my Grandmother loved to cook) and talking. During many summer days I would bike to town and then on my way home drop off wildflowers for them and sit and talk for an hour or two (and then many times it would not even be dark yet but they would insist on driving me home- I think just to have an excuse to come over). My Grandpa was always keeping himself busy and loved to putz with things and build things, in fact my first ten speed bicycle was built by him. Anyway, I am grateful for all of those memories and am grateful that I am able to share them with my children, even if they are no longer around.
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