Working on this image in Photoshop, I had a memory of my grandmother playing Twister with my sister and me. I remember her with her foot on a green dot, reaching way across the mat to put her hand on a red dot. As she did so she laughed and said "I'm a grandmother!" She was a slim, beautiful, awesome grandmother. How cool is that, having a splice of memory from 1968, of playing Twister with your grandma?
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