Grandma would curse those damned blackbirds! (they took food away from the birds and squirrels she liked)
Grandma had the most fantastically delicious oatmeal...indescribably good! And she never gave me the secret. Oh, she acted like she did, but it never worked. So that oatmeal will live on in my memories and only in my memories.
Grandpa driving us (slowly) to the Dairy Queen for an ice cream cone, on warm summer evenings
Pink mints
Playing cards - Grandma cheated. She had a slanted mirror that she'd use to see our hands. She denied it but nothing stopped her.
Helping Grandma clean the church. I loved being in the church when no one else was there.
Daisy
Having tea (juice) in the tea set in the basement
Grandpa's John Deere tractor collection...I loved those tractors!
The giant cookies that she kept in the big jar on the floor by the fridge...molasses were my favorites
Her perfumes and the pretty bottles they came in. They smelled so good!
The push mower and the water barrel were endlessly fascinating
She knitted us (Stacey & I) ponchos and we put on our Sunday best and went to the Hub for brunch with Grandma and her card ladies
Grandma's sassy sense of humor and ability to tell stories
Her laughter...she really did have the best chuckle ever
I miss that.
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