 | | 2013-05-24 14:48
From blog A Wild Tea Party
Nan & Pa
My grandparent's on my mother's side are pretty much sickeningly cute, aren't they? My grandparents met when my grandfather, Ron, used to do tricks on his bike as he rode past my grandmother, Veronica, on the way to school. They were only 12. One day, he stopped to carry her books for her, and the rest was history. They shared many happy years together until my grandfather passed away of a heart attack when I was only 6 months old. I was the only grandchild he ever met. What I know of him, he was sweet, hard-working, devoted, and totally opposed to women shaving their legs and getting their ears pierced (those are the things gypsies...
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