Funny things said, crazy memories & laughter even when we gather for a sad occasion! Like a funeral! I remember silly things like the bread balls dipped in Cane syrup, ice cream before bed and The Carol Burnet Show with my grandmother!
Then dinner conversation after the funeral...
Me with my continued questions about my blood type...are y'all really my parents? My brother who cannot remember any of our childhood (we are 16 months apart)!
Kelly: do you remember that we had our own trees in our grandparents yard?
Keith: no
Kelly: do you remember the chickens at our grand parents?
Keith: no
Kelly: do you remember the bunnies?
Keith: maybe the cages
Kelly: what?
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I told you that I remember as a sweet young innocent child, my big sister - or so they say- trying to KILL me by stabbing me in the face with a sharp metal object. Why didn't you put THAT on ur blog? I believe it was at that point that my memory began to fail!
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