I know this likely doesn't belong here...but its nights like tonight that I truely miss my grandpa.. me sitting on his knee or on his lap...we would discuss whatever popped into our minds and share our dreams, our fantasies and our "dreamed of fantastic journeys" and then he would break out his flute and I would try to play it to his liking... I didnt realize then that the fact that I was blowing into his flute was enough.... damn...anyone else have a story to share about someone that always made them feel special?
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