My Grammy.....
I went over to grumpy's house (Grumpy means my moms dad; my grandfather). My dad, ken, and uncle kippy were putting the nice bamboo couch inside the storage trailer hooked up to my uncles F 250 or F 350 big ass truck. I got there just in time to help lift the nice couch inside the storage place where the nicely put white doors where already stored. Grumps wanted his den spot funiture to go down to our condo where we are selling on 38th street. So I helped get funiture into the truck and after helping the guys do this i went into the living room where i saw my grammy. :( She looked very tired. She had so much cloths on like lariers apon lariers of cloths :( . Went to give her a kiss on the cheek and a hug. I hugged her for about 10 minutes she told me that i was warm and this time she actually remembered my name....