My Kindest And Fondest Memories Of My Grandparent's House

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Some of my oldest and fondest memories of my early life are of my Grandparent’s house where I frequently played, loved, and laughed. When my mother remarried we moved about an hour away and I have not been able to see them as often. So on occasions when I get to visit them it was an exciting thing. One of grandmother’s favorite dishes to cook during the cooler months is chili. Everything about this time was special to me, not just because the chili was delicious, but it is a time that my family comes together and enjoys each other’s company. Even the memory of that smell of chili cooking on her stove still makes me think of sweaters, family, warmth and love.
I remember my uncles and grandfather piled up on a tiny couch in my grandparent’s

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