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Grandma Sugar had a little two-bedroom house in Promise Township with a large garden spot. She worked all year long preparing that garden. She would gather all the garden clippings in a huge bin. She would till the soil until it was like fine sand. My mother worked at a large mill. She got home late at night. Grandma Sugar and I would spend time gardening until we saw her car come into the drive. My mother loved to garden with Grandma Sugar, too, but she was too tired most days.
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