Putting grandma in a crate, an unsavory tale.

When playtime goes awry.

A painting of how I remember the fort in question. Image © Julie R. Neidlinger. All rights reserved.

Grandma Helen was a tender soul who rarely said no to any of her grandchildren.

She was kind-hearted (though she did spank my sister when she heard her say a swear word out in the garden), and we grandkids thought that was a license to ask her anything.

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