My Grandparents were taken away from me when I was still pretty young and thus I don't have too many memories of them. I was very fond of my Russian Grandmother and spent a lot of time at her house. It didn't matter that all the food was stale, or that there was very little to do in the way of entertainment, she was a great person to be around.
The grandparents on my fathers side of the family weren't so grand at all. In fact they were both selfish lunatics that put themselves in front of everyone else, always. I could care less about either of them and I wouldn't cross the street to piss on either of them if they were on fire.
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