Danish Butter Cookies, Cigarettes, And Resentment
As a kid I never saw my paternal grandparents as much as my maternal grandparents. My mom’s mom I saw the most because my mom was really close to her mom. We’d spend many summer days at my grandma’s house on the lake. We’d fish, take the pontoon out, go get lunch at the Streamliner […]
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