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Four Generations and a Funeral
Charles Jefferson Anderson, III, Charlie-T to family, hopped on a rocker and watched Great Grandpa Charles in the other.
“Why are you out here alone Pa?” Charlie-T asked.
“It’s quiet,” Charles answered. “Did I ever tell you about the fool who broke his tooth on this porch?” Charlie-T said no, although he knew the story nearly verbatim.
He sat quietly, alternating between looking at Pa and looking at his feet. “And that’s how I knew Great Granny Jenny would be my wife,” Charles concluded. Some of the mourners were leaving.
“I miss her, Pa,” Charlie-T said.
“Me too,” Charles said.
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