102- Cool Huh?
My Great Grandmother, Mary Wright, is, drum roll please... 102! When she was 100, she got a letter from Barack Obama, congratulating her on turning 100.
She is starting to lose her memory, and almost everything is slipping away. She doesn't remember me or Maryel, but she remembers that she likes having us around.
At her house in Fairfax, she keeps little candies in two glass pigs, mints in one and Hershey kisses in another. I love the mints, but the Hershey kisses sometimes mix with the mints and make them taste minty. Those are my favorite.
I haven't been all around her house but I know two rooms very well. Once you go through the front door, you step into her kitchen. To your right is a counter with the glass pigs with candy in them, and to your left is the kitchen. We'd put our stuff on the table and walk straight into the living room.
The living room has a coffee brown carpet. To the right is the couch, usually with some sort of stuffed animal on it. To the right is a hallway, with three doors. I've never been down there, so I can't tell you whats there. If you go straight, you'll get to a wooden rocking chair that my Great Grandmother sits in. To the left from there is a chair and a half, and even more left is a small TV. Usually golf or baseball is on.
On the far wall is a a bird clock that makes a bird call every day at noon. We always sit on the floor or the couch and talk.
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