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GRAND PARENTS

The place looked terrible. How it stayed in one piece I’ll never
know. Just imagine a dozen kids grew up in it and for years
was an emergency hospital of sorts for Grandpa. There was
no grass in the front yard, because of two huge pine trees and
one large maple tree.
Mom would fix it up after Grandma and Grandpa died, cutting
down the pines and painting the house. The garage and barn
teetered but never fell nor were they ever painted.

My Grand Parents would be buried in the Williams plot in
Neath. It’s such a beautiful cemetery, on the hillside of a bowl
shaped valley. Surrounded by pastures and trees, with a small
church over looking it. For years it was my first choice for a
burial plot. Many of Mom’s brothers and sisters are

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