74/365 Grandpa B
I don’t know his first name! Irish red, beard scruffily to the touch, smelled of Old Spice and wore suits while driving a Cadillac. Died within a year after Grandma, heart-broken.
Great Aunt. nimble fingers, blacken ash hair, grew up a Tennessee Ridge-runner. Taught me the statement “I’ll respect you if you respect me” is “a cock’s shit”. Respect intertwines with integrity.
Punk gyrl scientist neighbor, she spent her days dividing cell nuclei and her nights partying. Her spirit like breath on the nape of the neck, she taught me my Name's Day.
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