tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post4849626917947049880..comments2015-02-20T21:16:51.054-05:00Comments on Enjoying My Life: GrandparentsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558512686922460863noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post-13136601574043313902009-02-16T09:54:00.000-05:002009-02-16T09:54:00.000-05:00I've always hoped to have bonded with my grandpare...I've always hoped to have bonded with my grandparents. They passed away long before I was born, and I missed the chance of getting to know them at all.. Now I treasure every moment I have with my grandma (my mom's side)and I hug her everytime I see her. Treasure the loved ones while you still have them.Ching Yahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08508532023361487109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post-39065920634677556782009-02-08T22:11:00.000-05:002009-02-08T22:11:00.000-05:00Oh, Mary! What a pleasant surprise to click on you...Oh, Mary! What a pleasant surprise to click on your blog today and see a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Perry! What memories I have of them. Too many to go into here - but I'm sure you can think of many that I have that you and I shared at their house. :) <BR/>Your grandmother may never know, but my mom talks often about what a huge godly influence she was on her and her mothering. She taught my mom a lot of things during those years on Bennet Street. <BR/>And did you know I was saved at one of her Bible Clubs? <BR/>Bridge or no bridge, the smile in her eyes shows through just as brilliantly as it did those many years ago.<BR/>Please tell your Grandpa hello from us.<BR/>Thanks for bringing back sweet memories!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02730536602852562913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post-20298657477924420832009-02-05T09:48:00.000-05:002009-02-05T09:48:00.000-05:00Sweet memories of my parents. I miss my mother, bu...Sweet memories of my parents. I miss my mother, but have enjoyed getting to know my dad better.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post-16551030938757349272009-02-05T09:15:00.000-05:002009-02-05T09:15:00.000-05:00Just want you to know that I think they are two of...Just want you to know that I think they are two of the greatest people in the world. Your grandmother was an own cousin of my Dad-- my first memory of her is one cold day when I was very small-it must have been hunting season. She and Maude came through the porch door at our house, giggling, dressed in hunting clothes and carrying guns-- they were so much fun and just delighted me. I have loved both of them every since. <BR/> When Don and Mable moved to Gold before Trina was born, (your mother was just a baby) I soon began baby sitting for them. Mable turned an old house that had been all but wrecked while occupied by migrant workers into a pretty and comfortable home. Her ability to make anything look pretty always amazed me. Her only cupboards for a while, probably a few years, were orange crated nailed to the wall --- but they were covered with bright red ruffly curtains. Who cared if they were orange crates??<BR/>Thanks for triggering some warm memories--- Jeannette BuckAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607407761394859267.post-15254432095570788172009-02-04T23:27:00.000-05:002009-02-04T23:27:00.000-05:00Awww, that is so sweet Mary. I am glad you have su...Awww, that is so sweet Mary. I am glad you have such wonderful memories. The only grandparent I have left is my dad's stepmom. She is currently battling cancer. Each moment I have with her is a treasure.<BR/>:)sweetsong32https://www.blogger.com/profile/11826241676444700763noreply@blogger.com