Thursday, June 3, 2010

My mother's mother, who we called Nama, made all sorts of dresses and costumes for us.  She came to live with us when my dad was drafted in 1943 to serve in WWII and stayed until a year before her death in 1966.  She was helpful, kind, patient and unselfish -- a great example.  I never heard arguments between her and my parents, although it was not easy for her to give up her independence.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I want to write a memoir....and figure this is a good way to start. Everyone's life is interesting. I read a two page account of my great-great grandmother's life, which was unimaginably rich and way too short (the account, that is). I'd like it to be a good read, so my posterity won't put it down after two pages.