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Originally Posted by linen53
Is that one of the few memories you have of your father?
My grandmother had a ceramic pink elephant about 18 inches tall in her curio cabinet. She told me once that her and her sister went to the carnival and each won a elephant. My grandmother's was pink, her sister's was yellow. When I was grown I noticed the yellow elephant was next to her pink elephant. I asked why and she said her sister had died.
Because of that sustaining memory every time I went to visit my grandmother I now collect elephants. Go figure.
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That was some of the memories I have of my Father.
When I would go and build something, my Mother always claimed I learned that from my Father. It turned out, my Father build our home just like his Father had done.