Grandma’s Florida

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In 1927

or was it

1928?

Low planes,

an attraction,

clipped the pecan

tree leaves

that fell onto

the sand.

No lawns,

you see,

the pecan trees

shot up

into the sky.

October days

Grand-dad

and the boys

climbed up

shook down

the pecans

into gunny

sacks for sale.

New Yorkers

would buy

not locals.

They all

had pecans

too

many sold

to New York.

The old cabin

shuttered

cold

yes, even down

there.

Grand-dad

built on sand

with blocks

the tornado

turned the

house. Then

they put it right

then left

for Maryland.

*the photo of my grandmother was taken in 1946

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I am a 7-year-old​ stuck in a twenty-something's body. I enjoy long walks on the beach and peanut butter on waffles. If the following combinations of letters mean anything to you: OYAN, LotR, F.R.O.G., AiO, OBPC, DIY Then we can be friends. And if not, we still can be friends!

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