The first memory of my grandmother that I have is from when she came to visit one yeaar. I was living in the brown house on Windemere by Haverhill Elementary. Grandma drove all the way up from Florida. I remember sitting at the kitchen table making perler bead magnets. She didn't join in, she just watched. I don't remember what we talked about
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