Ken's grandma and my grandma were friends, our parents are friends and now I can say Ken and I are friends. Around 1965, our parents put Ken and I on a plane from Dulles to LAX to visit our grandmas in CA. Ken's grandma was the best, she put a piece of chocolate on your pillow before bed. Ken and I live different lives, Ken is a scientist and lives in Alaska and I'm a designer in California. Enjoy talking with you Ken, friends forever.
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