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Creative Writing: My Grandfather

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Creative Writing: My Grandfather

My Grandfather, although he moved around a lot when he was a kid, grew up fairly well. He has lived in California, Texas, Wisconsin and many others. He traveled to many places because of his first career.

Grandpa was born in Salt Lake City, Utah. He lived there for the first three months of his life. He then moved to Texas where he lived in the suburbs of Dallas. He then moved to California and moved back to Texas to live with his grandparents for times when his mother couldn't have him stay with her. His mother married a man named John and they moved to New Mexico. There he lived on a dude ranch his step-father was building, and he got to ride horses a lot. His chores there were to strip trees to help build buildings, and he took care of the horses. He later did chores around the house. He moved out of New Mexico after John got killed by lightning. They lived in the poor part of the city. The thing he remembers most about his mother is that she was a free spirit. His dad left when he was three because he couldn't take care of any one, not even himself. He recalled that John told lots of tall stories; something that grandpa does often.

His first school was in California and it was a two room school house. He had to walk home and there were water snakes in the gutters. One time when he got home, his favorite toy, a refrigerator handle, was missing. Then he noticed that the two trees that were in front of the house were gone. He called the police. When the police got there, the baby-sitter was there and said the owner had taken the trees out. When the police officer found out that a handle was all that was missing, he gave my grandpa a lecture about only calling the police in an emergency. He never found the handle. My grandpa liked chorus the most, and he hated the rest of the classes. He remembers something Mr. Banks, a math teacher, said to him. "Well Ronnie, it's just a little to little, and a...

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