Today when I was coming up on the elevator, which I hardly ever do anymore but I was tired, I thought about Florida and how many years ago Brandy put her hand on the elevator door at Gramma's condo, and when it started to open her hand went with it. It scared me at the time and now I sometimes remember that and think about my little girls. I love
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I'm glad you didn't get your hand stuck in the elevator! You probably remember Grandma's condo as much as I remember my Oma's room in a huge Victorian boarding house in San Antonio. She died when I was six.
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