Yesterday was my grandma's funeral and my cousins and I were remebering staying and grandma and grandpa's house in the summer. we talked about some of things we did and games we played. I was also telling my family the places we used to go and how things had changed in the small town she lived in. Of course that was about 45 years ago. I also remember sitting on the steps while grandpa mowed the lawn. Ever time I smell fresh mowed grass I think about him.