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As a kid I would visit my Meemie in Greenville, MS, and every time my favorite part (besides seeing her) was knowing that I would arrive to her having made me oyster crackers.

It was our thing.  I would walk in and immediately after a huge kiss and hug, she would show me where the tub of them was waiting for me.  While such a simple snack, she knew how much I loved them, and she spent 30 year of my life putting her love into them for me.

She was full of spunk, would speak her Mississippi-mind with no filter, and was a fighter, living over a century.  And still to this day, I know that one of her favorite things was making sure I had my snacks.

Hope you enjoy, and keep fighting to find your favorite moments!

cheers,

matt

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