Before I was born, she would send pictures of herself to my Papa, who was in Great Britain during The War. She would write flirty things on the pictures.
After I was born, we played softball in the backyard.
Once, I graduated high school. She came to my graduation party.
Nowadays, we live in different towns, and I especially like it when I get to visit her. God Bless, Nana.
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