My Loving Grandmother.
I remember my Grandma being a sweet, small framed little woman who somehow wore the heaviest glasses. I remember
when she passed, my cousin commenting on whether or not she should have on those glasses in her coffin.
I lived with my grandparents on Blake ave when I was a child. My grandmother was always the voice of reason in our house. I remember her and my grandfather arguing about what time I should go to bed, or why my grandfather allowed me to eat candy right before bed. My grandmother stayed in the back room of our house, and I can still remember the cross on her wall and the bible she always kept close. I Love my grandmother and I remember the conversions her and my grandfather had by the stove in the kitchen, and I remember her always allowing me to come sit in her room where she would always be reading the bible.
My grandmother is Lying next to Grandather in Eternal Rest. I miss them both dearly.
I remember my Grandma being a sweet, small framed little woman who somehow wore the heaviest glasses. I remember
when she passed, my cousin commenting on whether or not she should have on those glasses in her coffin.
I lived with my grandparents on Blake ave when I was a child. My grandmother was always the voice of reason in our house. I remember her and my grandfather arguing about what time I should go to bed, or why my grandfather allowed me to eat candy right before bed. My grandmother stayed in the back room of our house, and I can still remember the cross on her wall and the bible she always kept close. I Love my grandmother and I remember the conversions her and my grandfather had by the stove in the kitchen, and I remember her always allowing me to come sit in her room where she would always be reading the bible.
My grandmother is Lying next to Grandather in Eternal Rest. I miss them both dearly.
My Loving Grandmother.
I remember my Grandma being a sweet, small framed little woman who somehow wore the heaviest glasses. I remember
when she passed, my cousin commenting on whether or not she should have on those glasses in her coffin.
I lived with my grandparents on Blake ave when I was a child. My grandmother was always the voice of reason in our house. I remember her and my grandfather arguing about what time I should go to bed, or why my grandfather allowed me to eat candy right before bed. My grandmother stayed in the back room of our house, and I can still remember the cross on her wall and the bible she always kept close. I Love my grandmother and I remember the conversions her and my grandfather had by the stove in the kitchen, and I remember her always allowing me to come sit in her room where she would always be reading the bible.
My grandmother is Lying next to Grandather in Eternal Rest. I miss them both dearly.
I remember my Grandma being a sweet, small framed little woman who somehow wore the heaviest glasses. I remember
when she passed, my cousin commenting on whether or not she should have on those glasses in her coffin.
I lived with my grandparents on Blake ave when I was a child. My grandmother was always the voice of reason in our house. I remember her and my grandfather arguing about what time I should go to bed, or why my grandfather allowed me to eat candy right before bed. My grandmother stayed in the back room of our house, and I can still remember the cross on her wall and the bible she always kept close. I Love my grandmother and I remember the conversions her and my grandfather had by the stove in the kitchen, and I remember her always allowing me to come sit in her room where she would always be reading the bible.
My grandmother is Lying next to Grandather in Eternal Rest. I miss them both dearly.
