My grandmother died in 1974, but her birthday is coming up soon, and that always causes me to reminisce. The long walks we used to take to the store on College Avenue, the quarters she gave me for meaningless jobs like pulling weeds, or washing the sidewalk..Those gems were all good, but the one I remember most, the jewel in the crown of grandmotherly advice, happened when I was only about 10.
We were sitting in a park having just finished collecting some 50 soda bottles for the deposit money on a beautiful spring day. She told me that one day, I would find a wonderful woman and start my own family.
"And always remember this one thing" she said. "Be sure to marry a woman with small hands."
"How come, Grandma?" I asked her. She answered in her soft voice..
"Makes your dick look bigger."
Still kinda brings a tear to my eye.....
