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My Grandpa did get weaker. Soon he was too weak to use his shiny cane and needed to use a walker. When his arms got too tired to hold onto the walker; he got an electric wheelchair to get around. I would sit in his lap and get a ride in the wheelchair. He was a good driver and we laughed when he sped around corners, especially when we would hit the wall. Sometimes he would even let me push the controls. Things are different now. We couldn't go to the wrestling matches anymore, but we could watch them together on T.V. Grandpa and I would still laugh at the funny costumes. This was our special time. |
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