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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

The fat lady sang....

I grew up in this grocery store and before it was "Zettler's Market"  (my maiden name),  it was my Grandparents bakery. It has been a working establishment for  90 years or more so I was shocked to find it closed while giving my granddaughter a little tour of my old hometown.

I wanted to spend some special time, just my granddaughter and me (she is 13 Years). I tried to figure out something special..... As I contemplated my own grandparents the thing I wished the most is that I would have known more about their lives. My maternal grandmother came to the U.S. on a boat from Sweden and spoke no English...My paternal grandmother worked in a boarding house and birthed my father at home. I so wished I would have asked them more questions but when you are young you just don't think about things like that, so it was decided. I would take my granddaughter to my old hometown where I grew up in the grocery business, went through all  12 years of school, and got married. I figured she would probably be bored, but boy was I wrong. She was full of questions and of course we took pictures of her in front of my old house, and the little church where I got saved and married...
I told her all the funny stories and the sad happenings that occurred over my 19 years of living in this little town. I brought pictures of what it looked like...way back when and even a picture of me at her age.


We even visited the old graveyard and she took pictures all along the way.


It ended up being pretty special for the both of us and a time we neither will forget:)


Oh, did I tell you that she is beautiful?

On the drive home the subject of politics came up and of course Grandma can get a little on her high horse on that subject.....Granddaughter says "Tell me more Grandma...that don't teach us that in school".

The lesson............Pass it on.

10 comments:

texwisgirl said...

how awesome that she took an interest. and she is a beauty. :)

Farmchick said...

So great to see these lines of communication open with your granddaughter.

Lady Di Tn said...

Now that is what I call a wonderful Grandma, making memories and sharing your younger years with her. Yes she is beautiful. I am honored you shared such moments with us too. Peace

Nancy said...

You have given your granddaughter a wonderful gift, and she is clever enough to know it.

Chatty Crone said...

How wonderful your granddaughter (and she is beautiful) was open enough to hear your words!

Great idea.

Flora said...

That is so wonderful! We had one grandson who wanted to see the area my husband grew up in...It is so wonderful when we can share the past with our children..and grandchildren to pass on our heritage and faith!

Mevely317 said...

Wonderful idea!

Granny Annie said...

This was such a great thing for you to do. I was about that same age when I went with my grandparents to my paternal grandmother's childhood home in Vesta, Arkansas. We found her old house and it was occupied by moonshiners who did not greet us with the most favorable welcome. This is something we need to do for all our grandchildren -- especially the politics part because, no that is not what they learn in school. It is all pretty one sided in education these days.

Sandi said...

What a wonderful day of remembering memories and making new. And yes, she is beautiful!

Allison said...

This is wonderful. What a sweet grandma you are!! Bless you. (and you sure were a dish, too, my friend!). xo