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Old 09-08-2015, 04:04 PM   #10 (permalink)
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The smell of leather.

Reminds me of a time in my life that I just barely, barely, barely remember.

My paternal grandfather owned a shoe store where he made all of the shoes. At some point when i was younger than 4 my father stopped speaking to his parents. He claimed it was over money they said he owed them. He said they're crazy. They probably were. But every single time I smell that smell of leather I remember being that young in their house and having two old eastern European immigrants that loved me. We started talking to Grandma after Grandpa died. We never knew he was in the hospital or sick or anything. Grandma died shortly after. That part was weird.
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