When I think of people I can aspire to be like- I surely think of Grannie Annie. Her faith and will to be so kind is only something I can only hope for. Her endless commitment to Grandpa is what they write in epic love stories.
One time that I don’t think I’ll ever forget is when I was riding in the car with them on the way back from Oly, I think, and I asked to listed to the radio because I was bored stiff from the quiet. They said oh we don’t need the radio we’ll make our own music and started to sing, Richest Man in the World by Eddy Arnold. If you haven’t heard it I suggest you find it on the internet and I’m sure you’ll think of our grandparents.
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Grannie is on the fast track to heaven right now, and isn't it nice to know! She used to walk to daily mass - I hope I am doing that when I get to my "retired" years.
ReplyDeleteI have two things that I've been thinking about today. One: how much she loved God. Two: she loved US. I will always remember coming to visit with the Pascos (since you were all still the "Pascos" back then), and having this routine. First, go swimming (this is all at the Jay Street apartment, mind you.) It was really hot outside - it is the TriCities, after all, and we Westsiders tend to melt in the sun. Then going back to the apartment all wrapped in our towels, wearing our flip flops. (We called them thongs back then. How old does THAT sound?) Then we'd freeze going back into the apartment because the air conditioning seemed up so high. After that, popsicles on the sidewalk in front of the apartment. (This was when your choices were red, orange & purple - anyone see bags like that anymore?) Next, change into our shorts and walk down to the park. Play around for awhile, then beg Grannie to take us up on the "Kid Bridge!" (Does anyone remember why we called it that?)Laughing and yelling at the cars that drove under us. Ah, how fun it was. How hilarious kids can be! But you know what? It was what we liked to do, so she took us there.
Having kids now, I see how loving (and brave) that was of Grannie to take us there, often on her own. There were nine of us cousins, for heaven's sake! She could have been overwhelmed by all of us - but she did it anyway. What a gem.
And... Six out of six Olys agree... our favorite treat that she made us...
SCOTCHEROOS! Can I get a witness?!?!
This is a wonderful memory page. Thanks for sharing your comments and stories. We are reading them to Grandpa Buzz as they come in. Thanks for the memories.
ReplyDeleteI've got to say the Scotcheroo's thing is DEFINITELY one of my favorite memories. I also remember finding a bag of "Chuckles" (the little gummy like rings with sugar on them?) in their cupboard and all of us sneaking chuckles all the time. And who could forget the amazing can of Christmas cookies with all the lifelike Santa cookies in them. And the peanut brittle!
ReplyDeleteI think I may have a food issues because that is what I remember most . . .
How about the St. Patty's day stuff - "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" and all kinds of green shamrock stuff. I think that was Grannie's favorite "non-religious" holiday.