Every May they had big dinner to mostly talk about old days, youth.
At looking at us with amusement in eyes,
We were totally different generation,
Freedom kids.
They would say:
Grow strong, big, have children,
Love, give, dream,
God with you...
They kissed us like crazy,
If someone had a baby,
All baby butt was kissed too for good life.
It's a tradition,
I do the same....
My grandmother is writing her memories
From time she remembers, 1933...
