72. Gramma (Alice)
“What do you mean you are Polish by injection?” my sister asked. “Don’t you remember the polkas playing in the kitchen? You really ARE Polish!” I remember! Along with BB-Noodle soup, motorized horses and that picture of Jesus on the wall.
posted by B Kiddo | 11:32 PM
4 Comments:
bea, how funny that we both wrote about both grandmothers today. must be something nana-ish in the air. :)
Actually Jane, I started thinking about them after reading a post by "Caroline" about her grandmother. The stroll down memory lane was refreshing.
I don't have a grandmother to write about, never knew either of them. How I envy you both.
Wow, Stiltwalker, I never knew either of my grandmothers (or grandfathers) either. Seems unusual these days. Nice posts, Kiddo!
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