My grandmother Beverly Griffin continues to amaze me with stories from her life. She has many great anecdotes from her childhood. Here is one of them.
A little backstory: This story takes place in the late 1940's, when my grandma was ten years old. She had just recently moved to Evansville, Indiana with her family.
She had put her phone number down so they could call her if she won. She didn't hear anything about the pig for a long time, and gave up on the pig. She still wanted a pet though, since she had had to leave her dog in Louisiana when they had moved.
Once she heard she had won, she was incredibly excited. A pig of her own! A new pet! She couldn't wait to walk the small, pink animal. She planned to keep her pig in the house, like a true pet.
It was really disappointing for her, but exciting for her family. She had earned dinner for her whole family for many meals.
Eventually, she did get a new pets, but to this day she has never owned a pig.
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