I think I was about 8 years old and both Jason (our cousin) and I spent a week in California with Grandma and Grandpa. I remember Grandma taking us for donuts at a little shop down the street. After that her and grandpa took the both of us to see Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Grandma had all kinds of activities planned out for us that week. We went dumpster diving for grandpas birthday cake (yes you heard me right), we worked in the garden, we made homemade lemonade, we made homemade t-shirts, and I could never forget the possum that we caught in a cage that was stealing all the cat food. They let us spray that poor thing with the hose so much I don't think it ever came back. Most of all I remember that Grandma loved us very much and that she had an absolute love for the gospel. What a missionary she was. She would start conversations with total strangers about the gospel. She would always express how much respect she had for her parents. She has always been a wonderful example to me and I will forever be thankful for that.
Love, Jonathan
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