There are women in my life who have made a difference...so from my point of view...they were fascinating. Growing up I was lucky enough to live next door to my great aunt and uncle, and two doors down from my grandparents. What's not to love about that? The door was always open at both houses. My great aunt always had cookies in the cookie jar she kept right by the back door and on hot summer nights, she would read poems and stories to us on their screen porch. One of my favorites to this day was hearing The Owl and the Pussycat. ;) My great uncle loved to barbeque and at the drop of a hat would pull out his grill and cook up hot dogs and hamburgers. He'd whistle early in the morning, and I remember waking up to the sound and being too young to tie my red plaid sneakers, but I'd slip them on and go outside before anyone else was up. He'd tie my sneakers and we'd start the day hand-in-hand. My grandmother was a cheese and crackers grandma. She baked ice box cookie...
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