Some of my fondest memories are of the canoe rides at Disneyland. I remember those hot summer days, grandma and I would race down the dock to the water and hop in the canoe. She'd sit in front of me, I behind her holding a long stick with a beer hanging on a string to dangle in front of her. Row grandma, Row I'd yell. Her eyes wide and a little drool coming from the side of her mouth, we'd blast off fast enough to pull water skiers behind us.
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Saturday, May 12, 2012
Put Your Back Into Grandma
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