Sunday, July 11, 2004

The phone Call

My parents are on vacation. Whenever my parents went away for the wkd, my grama would always call me about Saturday night to see how I was doing. This time there has been no phone call.....hhhmmmm.
Its funny how life goes on, and yet there are things that bring us back to the memories of them. Everytime I eat really good watermelon, I think of my grampa, cas he, would be in there fast as he could....eating it loudly, after putting salt on it. Go figure. Well he probably has really good watermelon in Heaven.

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