Grannie, Cont.

Writing about Grannie’s last days made me remember her younger days.

I can’t believe we all showed up at Grannie’s and Grandpa’s house every Sunday.  Now, that’s 7 kids with 7 wives,husband, boy friends, etc.  Now add their kids.  Grannie and Grandpa had a small 2 bedroom, one bath, and we stuffed that many people into that house.  The house I remember most was the one on Speck Dr.  Grannie’s house house really wasn’t crowded.  The kids were sent outside to “play”, unlike the kids of today who are on the X-box, computer, T.V.,and so on.  The men and some of the ladies were out in the yard in lawn chairs and talking  about the gossip or the events of the week.   They use to sit in  some what of a strange circle.  You may have had a couple of the sisters sitting and talking at the dinning room.  Grannie was usually in the kitchen, fixing something. Or standing at the backdoor calling,”ED.”  He called her,” MIL-DREAD”.  Even with folks bringing a couple or three buckets of KFC or bags of crystals, that still meant making tea and a lot of little things that  didn’t come with the bucket or sack.

I remember the cedar tree that grew at the corner of the house.  It had lots of cocoons on it.  For the beautiful butterflies.  Have you noticed the butterflies lately. None left or they are in a habitat.  Oh, and Jerry Lawler lived on the street that crossed Speck.

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I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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