I am the youngest child of a youngest child, and so all of my grandparents were dead by the time I was 15. Both sets of grandparents lived through the depression - the set I was closest to were millionaires by their 80s and still packed meals for road trips.
Clara, 91, can be my surrogate grandma. She's just like a real one - tells the same stories over and over, cooks weird things, and talks about her grandkids a lot. She's precious.
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