By Michael Harris-Arzon, The Simplistic Professional
One of my earliest memories, is also one of the few memories I have of my Great Aunt Vivian. She and Uncle Clayton lived next door to my Great Grandparents. Every summer when we were little, my brother, sister and I would spend it with our grand parents…. and they are some of the best childhood memories.
Even though our aunt and uncle lived next door, we didn’t see them that often. But, whenever my grandparents needed to go out and couldn’t take us with them, we would stay with next door. Uncle Clayton was usually in his recliner and Aunt Vivian would have us help her around the house.
I don’t know how many hours we spent sitting at a retro, 50’s style dining table cleaning pinto beans. Our job, was to make sure that there were no tiny stones in the beans. To this day, I…
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