5:01pm
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Hey Chels!
My boyfriend will be home soon so I wanted to write a little bit in here until he interrupts me. So… today is Veteran’s Day! My Grandpa Born (on my mom’s side) fought in WW2. He was a medic. He was the one that stopped the bleeding, took bullets out of people, and sewed them up again. Apparently, 2 grenades fell at his feet, but neither of them went off. If they did, I wouldn’t be here. My grandpa was married to this one lady and they had my uncle Steve. But then she passed away and he found my gramma. They had my mom via c-section when my gramma was 39 years old. I once found a “thank you” note from one of the doctors who delivered her.
Apparently they didn’t do c-sections in 1955 so my grandparents would send a bottle of scotch to the doctor every year on my mom’s birthday.
Awww yay my man is home! Which means I have to cut this short.
<3,
me
5:10pm
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