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The concrete floor, and its color, was my grandparents, at their small (three room) cottage just above Germantown; their residence, with its surrounding meadows, was the most wonderful place in the world for me when I was a child.  And although my Lady has never seen the place (the cottage was torn down, the propery overgrown by the woods), I like to imagine her stockinged feet gliding over that smooth blue surface.