Dear grandads,
I wished I could meet both of you. Well, I did meet one of you, but you passed away when I was 3. I didn't have much memories of you. All I remembered was the day you passed away, you celebrating my birthday with me and putting me in the basket of your motorcycle while taking me for a ride. Everything else was pretty vague. Apparently I cried a lot when you passed away. Hmm, I don't quite remember that. And for the other one, you passed away in your fifties when I wasn't even born yet. So yes, I wished that I could meet both of you and get to know you better.
Love,
Your granddaughter.
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