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Jul 2015
Early Rising


When my brother and I were kids, two or three times a year we would take a trip to visit our grandparents. Of course, there were aunts, uncles, and cousins who lived not too far away that would arrive as well. Their house had multiple bedrooms. After all, they reared seven children, so it was necessary. My brother and me were always given a bedroom on the first level.
I was always awakened around 5 a.m., with the sound of my grandfather's footsteps trudging down the hallway like the giant in "Jack and the Beanstalk". I never could understand why elderly folks had to get up so darned early. Here I am, at 73. I now know why.

copyright :richard riddle-January 01, 2015
Richard Riddle
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Richard Riddle  Allen, Texas -USA..
(Allen, Texas -USA..)   
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