My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Father's Day 1992
"June 21, 1992: Father's Day. Tom and Nancy here by 9:00. Merilyn had to stay home and get ready to go on a business trip this week. Dale, Lynn, Kyleah were here for dinner. Greta was working at the stand for Old Settler's. Mary and Mitch here for dinner. Rick ate with Lester. Dale drove me to the school parking lot and we watched the parade. In the evening Pete and Pat Kropp came and visited.
June 23, 1992: Greta and I to Norfolk - visited Irene and shopped a little."
Grandma doesn't say so, but I am betting we had a great day.
All those kids around and only Dale and Grandma got to watch the parade? But then, the kids were pretty young -- maybe sitting still wasn't their thing that day.
Here's a photo of how our little group came to be gathering together on Father's Day in 1992.
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