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A long time before I was born, my Grandma and grandpa moved into the house on Beechwood Avenue. They had a young family-of 4 little girls little girls Slept in the attic in a big feather was cold there on winter night. Grandma put hot bricks underd the covers at the foot of the bed to During the Great Depression,work was Hard to find,so Grandpa did whatever jobs he dug ditches during the week and on Weekend he and Grandma dug a garden to grow some of their own food.
keep the little girls warm
During the Great Depression,work was Hard to find,so Grandpa did whatever jobs he dug ditches during the week and on Weekend he and Grandma dug a garden to grow some of their own food.
The house on Beechwood Avenue had a big Front yard with shade trees and fruite the middle of the yard was a water pump where the four little girls pumped water for cooking ,cleaning and watering the one side of the yard,Grandma and Grandpa planted tomatoes,beans,squash,cucumbers,peppers and strawberries to feed their growing family. They planted Roses geraniums lilacs and irises on the other Side of the yard,around the statue of the Blessed Mother.
Eveqbody worked to keep the garden summer long,the family ate food from the garden and enjoyed the beautiful dma put up strawberry jam,tomatoes,beans,peppers,pears and peaches in canning were good to eat through the long winter.
Grandma put up strawberry jam,tomatoes,beans,peppers,pears and peaches in canning were good to eat through the long winter.
The family grew up,and before too many years had passed,the grandchildren came to visit. Grandma and Grandpa still planted their garden every yone still enjoyed the good food from the garden and always took some home.
Grandchilden grow up,and grandparents grow became harder for Grandma and Grandpa to keep up the garden. So they made it a little e was still plenty to eat from the garden and lovely flowers to enjoy.
Then one sunmmer when Grandpa was eighty-nine years old,all he could do was watch from his lawn chair as the vegetables grew and the roses er slowly faded,and Grandpa died before it was time to bring in the harvest.
It was a lonely Winter for Grandma. She sat near the window,looking out at the yard and wondering if sh