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My grandpa farmed. He was fit until his last days. If my grandma was a top-notch artisan, my grandpa was a jack of all trades. He could build houses, make furniture, fix roofs, shape apricot trees—it was similar to the bonsai art, just ten times bigger. Among all the things he did, I loved seeingContinue reading “Chapter 3: Grandpa—The River Philosopher”