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.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
New potatoes!
"June 29, 1995: Howard gave Greta new potatoes. June has been quite dry -- we could use a good rain.
July 1, 1995: Nancy came -- helped put cages around tomatoes. Ramon N. came -- helped Nancy. Tom's came in evening.
July 2, 1995: 4th of July picnic at Dorothy Jo's.
I won't go again in to my love of potatoes. Just nice to know the garden and Grandpa came through for Mom on her birthday.
And here she is, closer to her birth than she was in 1995. Might have been a potato fan by then, but I'm not sure.
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Sometimes the potatoes weren't very big, but Daddy always came through making sure I had some new potatoes for my birthday.
ReplyDeleteI wonder how I didn't manage to learn about that fine tradition until many years later. I don't remember getting new potatoes on your birthday when I was still at home. Oh, well.... :-)
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