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days not too long past when she could more fully participate
in the family fun.
The Hunt Club is in St. James, Missouri. The cabin
there is isolated. There is a lake for fishing. I can
close my eyes and see the little legs of my
grandchildren running at play. They loved to fly kites.
I loved to watch them fly kites.
Florence’s pride in her children and grandchildren
reflects back to her in their care and attention to her needs.
Last week my grandson Greg picked me up after my
dialysis session to give me a ride home. He brought
his big truck. I don’t know why. Just picture it. I got
my foot up on the running board and he pushed me
in. Oh, we laughed. Then he insisted we do dinner
together.
Greg is like that. Last year there was a big
snow. At 2:00 a.m. Greg and his friends Cory and Jim
came over and cleared a path from the house to the
car and then from the car to the street.