I thought of Grandma several times on my birthday because we used to go camping together back in the old days. I remember when we would just up and go to a state park somewhere - cooking hotdogs, sleeping in her old fold-out camper, going fishing, and reading comic books by flashlight. I had so much fun! Even the time she told me raccoons had stole my eyeglasses and I couldn’t see for the whole trip! (She found my glasses in her glove compartment the day we left.)
