

After Grandma died we found this book in the closet under the stairs in her house. This closet was the place where Grandma hid her treasures like silver dollars and a peg from the joinery of her daddy's house. This old book was her granddaddy's. It was published in 1854 and it is a religious instruction book for young people. I don't remember her ever showing it to me. Maybe she thought that it was special to no one but herself. I remember once she told me a story about a treasured object (I can't remember what it was) and I told her I thought it would be good for someone to write it down so it wouldn't be forgotten. She thought the idea was funny and she joked, "what good are you if you can't remember it?" Knowing how memory fails me, I think it's best that I record these things. She would forgive me, I'm sure.
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