Sunday, March 22, 2009

I miss you Gramps

I had a dream last night that I was at my grandparents house in Stayton Oregon. Its the only house they have lived in in my lifetime and I have every wall memorized. I was picking fresh green beans and sneaking a few to eat. I love fresh green beans and how they snap in your mouth. My grandma is always in the kitchen. She will ask if you are hungry and pull a tin of Biscotti from the cupboard. If you decline, she will over you pizza that she made earlier (just in case). This crust square pizza with olives, mushrooms, and sausage. Its easy to fill up on apetizers at their house. My grandpa has pictures of mountains from around the world on the walls. Peaks he has climed and conquored. My grandpa calls himself "the kitchen supervisor", as he has no clur how to cook but takes credit for all the meals. He is a jokester. I once braught my friend Brandy over for dinner, he kept calling her scotch. When he was in the Military he smoked Kent cigerettes, and decided it was a good name. Hence my uncle in Napa California, Christopher Kent McAuliffe. His name is Ronald, my mom is Rhonda, and my dad is Richie, so naturally he insisted I had a R name when I ws born. So I got 2, Rena Rene. And I am sure he was happy when I added a 3rd, Rena Rene Rappleye.

I miss my grandparents and I hope to see them soon. They have been great influences in my life, and I am grateful for it. I love you both.

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