Grandfather and the ground hog!

My sister recently reminded me of a story ..When my Mother was dying at home twenty eight years ago..we had a procession of people coming to the house to say good bye..When my paternal Grandfather came..he sat beside my Mother and began talking about his garden. “I have a garden” He said..” ….. “and a ground hog”…… “I used to shoot the ground hog…..” … “but now I just grow a bigger garden..”

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