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Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Three Hundred and Thirty Fifth Question

Thanks to Jewel for submitting today's Big Question...

What are the best memories you have of your grandparents?

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posted by Sublime @ 2:24 PM  

9 Comments:

  • At 3:23 PM, Blogger danielle said…

    playing at their house in the back yard. i used to pretend that a sectioned off part of the yard (where the airconditioner was) was a horse coral.

    i am also fond of going to the neighborhood swimming pool.

     

  • At 3:23 PM, Blogger danielle said…

    oops, that should be "fond of when we went to...."

     

  • At 4:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    My paternal grandmother was like my best friend. Very accepting and loving - unconditionally. I remember camping trips, vacations, and spending time in the summer with her. Christmases were the best. She always made sure all of the grandkids had a very special holiday. Somehow Santa Claus - THE Santa Claus - always showed up at her house. :-) And her cooking was the absolute best. I miss her terribly!

     

  • At 5:23 PM, Blogger nancy =) said…

    all of my grandparents died when i was still quite young...sad, huh?...my last grandmother died when i was 10...i remember she always liked me best out of my brothers and sisters because i was "the quiet one"...

    peace...

     

  • At 7:41 PM, Blogger Asaph's Table said…

    My Dad's folks loved to read with me or listen to me read. They always encouraged me to develop an appreciation and participation in fine arts...
    My Mom's parents were very laid back. Grandpa was from Sweden, and now I wished I had listened more when he talked about his childhoodin Scandia.
    Grandpa (Mom) also promised to take me to a Syracuse Chiefs (minor league) baseball game, but he fell extremely ill and was unable to. About 5 years after he died, I was working in Syracuse, and so I bought a ticket to that evening's ball game. It was a nasty, windy day in mid-April, and I froze my hoonamegots off. I was there more out of a sense of fulfilling a promise than of actually enjoying the game, and was about to leave... Just as I was about to get up, 2 big men came, sat down next to me, and gave me a pair of gloves and a coffee. I like to think that they were "sent" to me by Grandpa...

     

  • At 2:53 AM, Blogger Fletch said…

    None... DOA...

    (My parents were both the youngest of large families...)

    Ciao Ciao

     

  • At 3:47 PM, Blogger alan said…

    Too many to count...unlike my sons!

    :o(

    alan

     

  • At 12:45 AM, Blogger Mind Sprite said…

    My maternal grandparents took me on long summer holidays in the RV, traveling through the whole western half of the US by the time I was 12. My favorite memory of my grandpa was sitting behind his recliner in the den, next to the heater vent, playing dolls. I would occasionally reach over the chair and tickle his hair. He would slap his head and say "Darn bugs!" over and over and over again. He never, ever got tired of me :)

    My paternal grandmother is a spitfire, even at 86! My favorite memory with her is going shopping at the mall in her '69 Mustang. That's why my best friend still calls her Hot Rod Grandma.

     

  • At 1:22 AM, Blogger Audi said…

    My dads parents lived far away. The only memory I have of them is playing in there front yard and making a necklace out of flowers from there tree in the front yard.
    On my mothers side I would spend whole summers with them. I have so many fond memories of them but I think the best is playing in there basement. They have this carpet that was perfect to pretend was a road for all of my toy cars (I was kind of a tomboy when I was lil')

     

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