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MemoriesChildhood
memories are some of our most precious memories we possess.
Certain people like our parents and grandparents played a
pivotal role in the creation of those memories. I
came across this blog entry the other day that I think is very good
and made me start thinking about my grandmothers. Here
are the first two paragraphs... "Time has a
way of breaking up our memory into fragments of miniscule
pieces.
Pieces so fragile and delicate that they get caught up in the
winds of time and strewn along the pathway of life, and eventually
forgotten.
Trying to capture and preserve
them within the confines
of
our mind becomes exceedingly impossible as time goes by,
and slowly
they begin to vanish for good… buried forever in the past…"
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This
is how a blogger that goes by "hh"
begins a recent post. Her post is about her childhood
memories
of both grandmothers. At's a tribute really.
A tribute to her grandmothers and to the lives that they
lead.
The post is both sad and
sweet as your recounts her fond memories of childhood and
those not so fond.
She tells of how, while still a
young girl, she went to wake up her ammamma, who had
overslept.
"Ammamma
startled, tried to
get up and then fell back on the bed. She had had a stroke
and she became paralyzed on one side of her body."
"Over ad over she tried (to get
out of bed), and still the outcome was nno different. She
yelled for my parents and I vaguely remember them rushing into the
room. The rest is a blur. I coudn't understand
what had happened, but as I watched from a safe distance, I knew
something had changed".
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Her
tribute begins in the second half of her post and it is good
reading. I recommend that you take a few minutes to read of hh's
childhood memories
of her two grandmothers
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...that whole tribute got me
to thinking about my grandma!
Memories of Childhood and
GrandmaMy maternal grandmother was so good to
me.
Velva Ledbetter (Maiden Trammell) was born in
1919 and died in 1984. I was 19 when she died, so all the memories that
I have of her are truly childhood memories.
Gradma
was from Kentucky originally, but she and my grandpa moved to Oregon
when my mother was just 7 years old. My mother is the second
youngest of seven kids. Both grandma and grandpa wanted to
keep my uncles from having to work in the Kentucky coal mines.
Grandma
was a very generous person. She gave freely of her time and
of her meager income that she lived on. See, my grandpa died before I was
born of black lung disease. Thus, the importance of moving
away from those coal mines. It was a survivors pension, from
the coal mines, that grandma lived on.
I spent the
night at grandma's house every chance that I had.
When
I was quite young, she would teasingly scare my younger brother and I
when she would take out her false teeth and put them in a glass of
water for the night.
Then she would grin
at us...and we would run out of the room, play-screaming!
Then
we'd creep back into her room and dare her to smile at us
again...without those teeth.
Kind of strange, I
know. She would get a "kick" out of our reaction. I
can still remember how she would laugh and laugh about that.
Childhood Memories of Cable TV
and Southern Breakfasts at Grandma's House
Grandma
was the first person, that I knew, with cable TV. As a young
teen, the ESPN channel was important to me.
I don't
think there was a morning that we didn't wake up, in her house, to the
smell of a big southern-style breakfast. She would get up
early and cook for us eggs, biscuits, fried apples, salt pork and gravy!
If
you have ever been to a restaurant called "The Cracker Barrell" then
you will understand why that is one of my favorite restaurants.
Besides the great southern food....it reminds me of grandma.
My
childhood memories of grandma are priceless to me.
I
have written about her in journals and have stories about her recorded
in various other forms, but besides just wanting to tell you a
bit about her today, I am being double-sure that her stories will
remain available to my children.
My plan is that
this website will be around for many, many years....longer than I even
will be around.
If all else failed,
hopefully my kids will be able to learn of their great-grandma by
finding it via a web search someday.
Do You
Have Any Special Memories or Stories About Your Grandmother? Feel
free to share a story or memory of your grandmother...or your
grandfather as well. You can do it anonomously or or by name.
I'll leave that up to you.
Using the form
below, you can also include a picture of your grandma or grandpa.
The one thing that I lack, are that many
pictures of my grandma. It's probably because she
avoided the camera like the plague. My mom has most of those
that exist. I'll have to get onto her (again) about getting
me some copies.
Have a great day and I hope to read
some of your stories below.
Share a Special Story or Memory about Grandma or Grandpa
What special memories do you have of your grandparents? We'd love to hear them.
Please use the form below to tell us why your grandma and/or grandpa were/are special to you.
It's fun and simple ... and a even just a short paragraph will do. Don't worry about being a great writer.
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