When I was younger my uncle Peter used to have small plant nursery in our back yard. It was just out the window of my brother’s room. The grapefruit tree, which is now gone was surrounded by different palm trees and plants of all sorts. My brother and I used to help Peter on the weekends or whenever he was around and we would pull weeds from the potted plants. There used to be a bridge in my back yard. I vaguely remember this; I think the hurricanes took it away at some point.
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