I remember my maternal grandmother with so much love. She was a feisty little lady who lived until she was 94 years old.

I would spend the night with Grandma Fannie and watch “As the World Turns” during the day, and “Lawerence Welk” at night. We would eat pancakes in the morning, and popcorn at night… I think she started my love of reading and writing because she always had several issues of Reader’s Digest to share with me and would ask me questions after I would read them. And we always painting our nails. Continue reading Grandma and Gifts →