Personal Narrative Essay On Grandpa

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Thursday July 13th, 2015. I spent that beautiful summer afternoon on my back porch with one of the best grandpas anyone could ever ask for. My grandpa, grandma, mom, dad, and I treated that Thursday like it was any other. Although it was still enjoyable, I wish we made it more special. It was the last time I would ever sit with my grandpa and create memories like we used to.
It was the perfect summer’s day, not too hot, but just hot enough. We invited my grandparents over for lunch on the grill. Grilled chicken and the typical sides filled our plates, I distinctly remember what my grandpa said when my mom brought out the watermelon, “oh I shouldn’t be eating this, but it is a funky color, so I better try it.” Turns out, my mom bought an abnormal
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