My grandma was a very unique woman, she raised 3 children for years during the depression on her own after my biological grandfather walked out on his family for another woman.

Grandma eventually married my grandpa, and I never knew he was not really related to me until I was well past 12 yrs. old. I used to go to the farm every chance I got! I loved to "help" with the baleing of hay, and do all the work I could in the cow barn....I imagine now how much patience my grandma had with a city slicker kid trying to help. Grandma worked at the factory in town during the week and on the weekends she was a true farmers wife.

I spent many a summer night sleeping on her screened in porch, and many a hot muggy afternoon in the living room of her stone house learning to emborder and just being a kid with my grandma. She used to let me drive her to town on Saturdays to get groceries when I was only 13, we didnt know it then but years later we would learn she had a brain tumor in the very center of her brain that could not be operated on....so turning her head at stop signs made her dizzy...thus I got to drive!! She would make me stop at the stop sign onto main street, she would drive 2 blocks to the store and we would do the reverse on the way home.

She taught me how to clean sink faucets with a toothbrush, how to do laundry in her wringer washer and not rip the buttons off the shirts, how to hang them out to dry and to iron. She taught me how to cook, how to make stiffener out of sugar and water to starch dolies with, that sleeping upstairs in the winter time with no heat was cold but "special" laying there at night in between those cold cotton sheets reading till I was sleepy. She always loved me no matter what I did in life, good or bad she never disowned me or quit being my grandma. Grandma passed away in December of 1992 but this is the time of year that she was first hospitalized and had her heart surgery....I remember going to see her the day she passed away. When I got to the hospital her room was empty, so I took the elevator to the cath lab where they had sent her. As the elevator doors closed I heard a code called in the cath lab and it never dawned on me to worry. I got down there to the waiting room and met my mom and my aunt, thats the afternoon that my world changed forever. I knew when the doctor walked in the room that grandma was gone. Her loss still haunts me to this day, and the holiday season has never been the same since.

Grandma I know your here in my heart, that all you taught me I still do and I thank you for your unconditional love. I just wish I had the words to tell the world how wonderful you really were!!

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