(Pictures are in random order!!)
Juj- July 2008
July 2008
July 2008
July 2008
July 2008- Alex
August 2009- Trent
August 2009
June 2008- Bradley
June 2008
June 2008
Gramma's American-made "Satrun" (Saturn)
the pump house
5933 Old Stone Mountain Road
back of Gramma's house
View from across the street
March 2008
March 2008
January 2007- Bradley
January 2007- Bradley
Christmas 2007
June 2008
July 2008- Gramma's rocker
July 2008
August 2008
August 2008
November 2008
November 2008
December 2008
April 2009
April 2009We sure will miss our sweet Gramma...she was strong, loving, kind, caring and always wanted to take care of her family. She was fiercely loyal to those she loved and cared for. I spent many of my young years at her house playing in and exploring her yard. I have fond memories of eating fried chicken (just the skin for me, please!), zipper peas, cornbread and lots of other homemade fixins for Sunday dinners. I remember that she always kept fudge swirl ice cream in her freezer for us to eat in special cups/mugs. I remember she always made us sandwiches on fresh white bread with peter pan peanut butter and cheddar/sour cream chips with a cup of milk. I remember playing "office" or "school" in the guest room with Wendy and Tommy. I remember a turquoise and a purple bathroom...in the same house. I remember cat knick-knacks placed everywhere...pictures, figurines and calendars that featured cats. I remember that large sliding glass door that led to the patio and a heavy curtain that covered it. I remember a large round bulbed lamp that clicked on different bulbs with each click. I remember cartoons and Dallas. I remember a loving grandmother who loved having us with her. I remember a pretty lady who was always dressed well in cute clothes with perfectly coiffed hair. I remember the pump house that I was unsure of what it was for and the huge steps that led down to it. I remember the boxwoods that were planted in front of the house. I remember hugs and kisses and kind words. I remember visits that she didn't want to end because she was enjoying the company so much. Since I became a mother, I remember her enjoying watching her grandchildren have children. She loved watching her great grankids as they grew older. I'm so thankful that all 3 of my kids had the privilege of meeting her and developing a bond with her. I'll miss visiting with her. It wasn't often, but when we went to see Gram, it was a special time. She truly lit up when the kids walked into the room. They brought with them an air of youth and vitality that she seemed to absorb for a short time. Rachel loved getting to see her Gramma and summed it up best. We told her tonight that Gramma had passed away. We tried to keep it as simple and easy to understand as possible. We just simply said that Gramma had died. Rachel said, "my gramma?" I said, "yes". She said, "where did she die?" I said at her house, the white one that we used to visit." She said, "but who's going to be my gramma now?" I said, "no one, baby." I think she just about summed it up...we cannot replace our precious Gram. She was one of a kind and dear to our hearts and family gatherings will not be the same without her. But, I know she lived a long life, full of many great and challenging things and she made an impact on many people in her 88 years on earth. Now we can look forward to seeing her again one day in heaven.
Rest in peace, Gramma, we love you...
