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I remember stories my maternal  great grandma told of riding in a covered wagon.
I remember.
I remember watching my paternal granma grow garden vegetables, raise animals for meat, eggs and dairy products.  I remember watching her can and cook food from scratch.  I remember watching her cistern fill with rain water and her clothes drying on the line.
I remember hearing that trains were more common than cars and planes.
I remember learning that forests and all of nature where more common than cities and people.
I remember when kindness, generosity and modesty were more prevelant and respected than money, fame and sex.
I remember.
Do you?