Chew the Bones

Memories of my grandfather

Photo by Koen Emmers on Unsplash

Looking at the people that mingle around Nana’s home, speaking in hushed tones, I can think of nothing but my Bompy’s voice saying, “Don’t forget to chew the bones in your juice!”

As I look into the dining area off of the kitchen, I can see myself as a little girl, maybe six years old. My hair is dark brown, almost black. Freckles that have multiplied many times…



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