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Personal Narrative: Aunt Sandy

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Aunt Sandy, I know that you 're overwhelmed with everything going on with Uncle Dan, but I want you to know how many wonderful memories we shared with him and will always cherish. I remember when I was little, he bought me an owl clock for Christmas to teach me how to tell time. I remember playing with it all the time and how excited I was when I finally learned! I remember all of us playing slot cars in Grandma 's basement, and all the really cool models he made. I remember thinking how awesome it was that he could sound just like Donald Duck. I will never forget his funny stories about working at the "poopy plant" and how he would laugh when we would get really grossed out! I remember how content he was just sitting in the corner chair

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