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This is my maternal grandfather, Robert (aka Grampy), who lived until the ripe old age of 96. He lived in a grand little house in Los Angeles up until the very end and as a child it was my absolute favourite place to explore. He worked for the railway, had four children and ate chili once a week, every week of his adult life. When my sister and I were toddlers, he built us an outdoor ‘kitchen’ in his backyard complete with crockery and cabinets. Its no surprise that my sister turned out to be an incredible baker after all of the amazing mud cakes we served up! I’m sure I was somehow building my wine passion during those years of hosting ‘mud’ meals as well…

This picture is from a visit my Grampy made when I was just under a year old and when I saw it yesterday, it made me cry. Thanks to my mom for all her hard work in researching our family’s ancestry and sending along photos like this one.