She “crafted” and repurposed out of necessity.
Gran, Papoo, Mom and Blackie circa 1950.
There used to be a dirt path between Mom and Dad’s house and Gran and Papoo’s. Our family had worn the short trail going back and forth – our home was literally in Gran and Papoo’s backyard. Mostly, it was me running up and down the hill to visit my grandparents.
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