A grandfather tells his grandchildren about the winter of 1956, when he was twelve and the river froze solid, and the whole village walked across it to the town on the far bank for the first and last time.
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Start with this ideaFor the grandkids
Turn a grandparent's memory into a comic.Told once more, for the grandchildren.
A grandparent's story loses a little every time it's retold, and one day nobody is left to tell it. A comic keeps it: the winter, the village, the people drawn from their photos, told once in their words and kept for the grandchildren who'll want it later.
