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July 23: vanilla ice cream, parents, and gorgeous grandmas

July 23, 2023 12:52PM
Hmm. I had never thought of my grandmas in terms of their gorgeousness or non-gorgeousness. They were modest, capable, practical, and blessed with strong characters.

Anything to share regarding grandmas, parents, and/or ice cream? smiling smiley

Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)


Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/23/2023 05:14PM by Shop-et-al.
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July 23, 2023 07:23PM
Grandparents are such an important part of a child’s life! I am old enough to be one and still remember mine with so much happiness and treasure the time that I spent with each of them and have wonderful memories of each one.
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July 23, 2023 09:35PM
My grandparents on each side were good looking people. But, especially my mother’s parents. There were so many photographs of them from events in old Hollywood or from simply walking down a well-known street, where a photographer snapped their picture, or random pictures taken of them at Paradise Cove. I thought they were movie stars as a youngster. But they were so humble and never thought anything of it. They always helped people in need and invited them over for a swim and a feast. They had one of those huge, rectangular shaped swimming pools that was very deep. They taught us to swim as toddlers. I remember someone had a Siamese cat that a dog got a hold of. Her ear was hanging and the owners could not afford a Vet. My grandfather, who knew what to do, but was not a Vet, took the cat, anesthetized it in a sterile environment and sewed the ear back in place with perfect stitches. The cat recovered completely and her chocolate point fur covered the slim scar line. My grandfather was incredibly talented but never admitted it.
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July 23, 2023 10:21PM
My grandmother (mom-mom) raised me and my older siblings during the day while my divorced mother worked. My grandmother taught me how to make chocolate chip cookies, enjoy tea and grilled cinnamon buns at the drug store counter service, taught me how to cross-stitch and she crocheted an afghan (blanket) for me with my initials and date that I still have to this day.

As she matured and my grandfather passed away, I would continue to travel to her house and cut the lawn as a teenager. Unfortunately dementia slowly took hold of her and she was forced to move to a "home." I remember my last visit to see her and she didn't recognize who I was...I was heartbroken and cried after returning to the car.

I miss her still, many years now. Thanks for letting me share.

If you read this far, I hope you've heard of this quote:
“There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.”

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