I thought it might be nice if we all wrote a memory or two about Grandpa Don. Use a post and not a comment so that we can all see them right on the home page.My memory of Grandpa is when he would come pick us up in his baby blue Cordoba and take us to piano. I could hardly see out the windows in the back seat. I also remember always volunteering to take his dinner over because we almost always would get to stay and play Go Fish, or Old Maid, and the best part...Swiss cake rolls!!!
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