The people there thought it necessary to tell us that “your grandfather was born here,” almost like it was a historical place that should mean much to us as it does to them. It is now used as a storage room; when I asked if they could open it for us, they declined because they now keep their belongings in there. When I peered in, it was very dark. This old wooden room is located inside the bigger structure of our ancestral home. With all that was said about him, grandfather sounds like he was well-liked and respected around town.

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