A fortune teller once told my Grandma Sadie that she was going to die at
the age of 47. She was very nervous until she turned 48. Needless to
say she lived until the ripe old age of 99, so you can't believe
everything someone tells you when you get your fortune told. RIP Sadie
Price. I'll miss going to Boston Market with you and know that chicken
was the secret to your longevity. Say hi to Grandpa Lester and my dad
for me. 6/30/14 - 4/20/14
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