A TRIBUTE TO GRANDMA

When only young we children would go to Grandma’s house along a four-mile road. Holding hands we would walk and sing, to pass the time we did different things. Like guessing games and funny nicknames. Grandma would meet us at the door with warm cookies and hugs galore. At times she would be scrubbing the floor, with white shore sand, from a pot at the door. We always brought fruit, candy and much more, and placed it in a pantry drawer. We never ate any of Grandma’s treats, as mother

said they had to last her a week. We loved it when bedtime would come; it was then that

Grandma gave us a

bowl of gruel and a

bun. She would tuck

us in when prayers

were done, with a

home made wool

blanket and a warm

block of wood.

Grandma was up at

early mom, to do all

the chores around the barn, we went with her to gather the eggs, and we helped clean them up for the holding cage.

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