Russia is where my grandfather was born. His name was Grandpa Eddie. But they didn't call him that in Russia, because he was not yet a grandpa. Grandpa Eddie came to the United States with his family when he was 8 years old. They came on a boat. I'm glad they did. Otherwise I wouldn't exist or have anything to bloog about. Thanks, Grandpa Eddie.

The birth of Grandpa Eddie.
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Three cheers for Grandpa Eddie...and flat feet.
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