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Six Sentence Story: Draw

This week's Six Sentence Story prompt is "draw."  My mind first went to drawing a picture, then drawing conclusions, and finally. . . 
Who knew that I would hold fondly the memories of Grandpa drawing a gun on me?  Of course, it wasn't a real gun; just his outstretched finger and thumb.  How this unusual greeting of his got started, I don't remember.  I can picture him now, sitting in his chair, dressed in his denim overalls, and pointing at me as I entered his house.  He always "shot" me with a smile on his face, and I knew he loved me.  I "shot" back, and I think he knew I loved him, too.  
Photo:  Grandpa in his overalls
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Thanks for Grandpa.

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  1. Tired TeacherMay 26, 2016 at 12:37 PM

    What a precious memory.

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    1. KristiMay 26, 2016 at 12:52 PM

      My sister remembers once commenting that she had never seen Grandpa wearing anything other than overalls, and the next time they came to visit, he was wearing a suit!

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  2. UnknownMay 26, 2016 at 5:02 PM

    What a lovely sweet memory!

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  3. UnknownMay 26, 2016 at 5:02 PM

    What a lovely sweet memory!

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  4. clarkscottrogerMay 26, 2016 at 5:10 PM

    very cool

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  5. Old EggMay 27, 2016 at 12:54 AM

    That's a loving memory you'll not forget...for it said "Remember I was a kid just like you".

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    1. KristiMay 27, 2016 at 8:53 AM

      One of the things I like about blogging is the chance to document the memories.

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  6. Marisa BMay 27, 2016 at 11:32 AM

    that is a beautiful and special memory.

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  7. Josie Two ShoesMay 27, 2016 at 12:15 PM

    That has to be the sweetest "quick draw" of them all. I can visualize it, and the joy and laughter that ensued. Wonderful memory! It also shows that all things have a light side and a dark side. This was a gesture of love!

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  8. The Plagued ParentMay 27, 2016 at 5:52 PM

    Aw I love this! Isn't it wonderful how these memories just pop into our minds at unexpected times.

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    1. KristiJune 4, 2016 at 8:23 PM

      It is nice when a simple word brings back good memories!

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  9. UnknownJune 4, 2016 at 5:58 PM

    What a beautiful memory!

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