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I was ten years old when my grandparents on my father's side celebrated the 50th anniversary of their marriage Our family piled into our tan '85 Aerostar (the same one that famously died on the way to my younger sister's dance recital when the entire drive shaft dropped out from underneath and shot like a torpedo down the open highway) and made the three-hour climb to Cadillac There was a reception held at the local V.F.W. hall where my grandfather was a member I remember meeting a lot of strangers whose names or faces were either immediately lost or never registered at all, and how they would all tell us how excited they were to meet us Do you know how two trees can grow together and become like one? When my grandmother died, my grandfather died too It took two whole years to convince his body to let him go