A Sunday School teacher of young boys asked them to tell about a Christmas they remembered.
One little boy said last year my parents took me to visit Grand Ma and Grand Pa.
They live in Florida in a park with a lot of other old re tarted people, they live in
a little Tin house. and I sleep in the Florida Room which has a tin roof, and one
night it rained and rained, the noise was so loud it kept me awake all night.
The park has a fence around it and you have to go through a gate, that is to keep all those old re tarted people in.
In the morning they all get together for coffee and donuts and to tell stories, then in the afternoon they play shuffleboard were they push these round flat disk with a long stick, and at night after they have gone out to eat early birds they play a card game called cat-is-nasty.
Sometimes they have potluck dinners where you get all kinds of old people food.
Some walk around the park like they are looking for something and others ride big tricycle's.
Sure not much fun for a kid. I wish GramdMa and Grand Pa could move back home where we use to have so much fun. I really miss them, because I love them so.
dino & Bernadine
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