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| The last flowers from my grandma's funeral bouquet... |
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| My grandma's grandmother's coffee grinder... |
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| My mom's metronome passed to Grandma and then to me. I used it in one practice session and then I did something to make it no longer work. Sigh. Anyone know a metronome-smith? |
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| One of my favorite childhood memories...the hourglass. I don't know that I ever visited my grandparents without flipping the hourglass over. |
