My Nana died in the 70's but her birthday is coming up, and that always causes me to reminisce: The long walks we used to take on Pine Ave and shopping at the City Market the 5 cents she gave me for meaningless jobs like pulling weeds or cleaning her windows. Her soothing hands when I would get hurt. But the thing I remember most was her sage advice.
Once when I was about 13, we were sitting at Hyde park enjoying a cookie and a Coke. She told me that one day I would find a wonderful woman and start my own family.
"Always remember this, she said. "Be sure you marry a woman with small fingers and hands."
"How come, Nana?"
She smiled and said gently, "Makes your dick look bigger."
Nana was special!
Once when I was about 13, we were sitting at Hyde park enjoying a cookie and a Coke. She told me that one day I would find a wonderful woman and start my own family.
"Always remember this, she said. "Be sure you marry a woman with small fingers and hands."
"How come, Nana?"
She smiled and said gently, "Makes your dick look bigger."
Nana was special!
