- Dec 8, 2006
- 536
A nice story - will make you appreciate family . . .
My grandmother died in the 50s,
but her birthday is coming up, and
that always causes me to reminisce.
The long walks we used to take to the store in town,
the quarters she gave me for meaningless jobs
like pulling weeds or washing the sidewalk..
Those gems were all precious,
but the one I remember most,
the jewel in the crown of grandmotherly advice,
occurred when I was only about 13.
We were sitting in a park having just finished
collecting some 40 soda bottles
for the deposit money one beautiful spring day
She told me that one day,
I would find a wonderful woman
and start my own family.
'And always remember this thing,' she said.
'Be sure you marry a woman with small hands.
'How come, Grandma?' I asked her
She answered in her soft tender voice.
'Makes your d!(k look bigger.'
Kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it?
My grandmother died in the 50s,
but her birthday is coming up, and
that always causes me to reminisce.
The long walks we used to take to the store in town,
the quarters she gave me for meaningless jobs
like pulling weeds or washing the sidewalk..
Those gems were all precious,
but the one I remember most,
the jewel in the crown of grandmotherly advice,
occurred when I was only about 13.
We were sitting in a park having just finished
collecting some 40 soda bottles
for the deposit money one beautiful spring day
She told me that one day,
I would find a wonderful woman
and start my own family.
'And always remember this thing,' she said.
'Be sure you marry a woman with small hands.
'How come, Grandma?' I asked her
She answered in her soft tender voice.
'Makes your d!(k look bigger.'
Kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it?
