Wow, what a looker! I feel a little weird being attracted to my grandmother in a picture of her as a young woman. I'll never forget the time she sat in the living at 318 Riker, in the house I was raised in in Salinas, and played and sang, "In God We Trust Is Still On The Dollar." Or was the tune called, "Keep Her Flyin' Flyin' Flyin?" Or maybe something else. Anyway, she was a virtuoso on the piano, and one of the most spiritual and mysterious women I've ever met. And, of course, a real looker.
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Wow, what a looker! I feel a little weird being attracted to my grandmother in a picture of her as a young woman. I'll never forget the time she sat in the living at 318 Riker, in the house I was raised in in Salinas, and played and sang, "In God We Trust Is Still On The Dollar." Or was the tune called, "Keep Her Flyin' Flyin' Flyin?" Or maybe something else. Anyway, she was a virtuoso on the piano, and one of the most spiritual and mysterious women I've ever met. And, of course, a real looker.
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