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I hardly knew any of my grandparents, but I remember as  little girl I adored my maternal Grandmother - she was so soft and gentle and sometimes she gave me strawberries and cream for breakfast! 
 

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The only grandparent I really knew was my maternal great-grandmother. And I adored her. I loved that woman. I lived with Grandma in the summer and during most of my school holidays.

I can remember falling asleep in the rocking chair in her living room (and it's now in our computer room) and she would carry me up to bed at night. I always slept with her in that big, old bed.

I remember awakening in the morning to the smell of freshly-baked bread and sticky buns. Or sugar cookies.....she was the best baker I've ever known in my life. And I think she baked something pretty much every day.

I remember doing laundry with her in the big old washer she had. We had to run the wash through wringers.

I remember swimming in the creek across the road from the house with my cousins; we had so much shampoo in our hair one time that Grandma had to rinse our hair out for us. To this day White Rain Shampoo reminds me of Grandma. As does Evening in Paris; my aunt used to buy it for her. Grandma told me one time that she really didn't like the perfume, but she didn't want to hurt my aunt's feelings.

I always wanted to live in a house like Grandma's house. It was huge with two living rooms, a gigantic kitchen, a big, old back porch (perfect for tea parties on rainy days), and a huge front porch with railings that were perfect for "riding" horses. Two big maple trees in the front yard that were perfect for climbing. Beautiful flowerbeds and borders everywhere. That woman knew how to garden.

We used to sit under Grandma's grapevines, eating the grape until we had bellyaches. I don't think Grandma was able to make her grape jelly for quite a few years because we always beat her to the grapes. 

I have many of Grandma's baking things and I use them often. Whenever I roll out my dough for sticky buns, I can hear Grandma saying, "Now, you can't have too much butter, sugar, and cinnamon. That's what makes them so good." And she was right.

That woman tried so many times to teach me how to cook. I didn't want to be bothered because I was going to have a cook. I didn't have to learn.

She was very disappointed when I got pregnant at 16; she said I had so much potential. She always wanted me to go to college and "make something of yourself". She never knew that I did make it to college and graduated with honors.

I like to think she'd be proud of me now.
 

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My grandparents took us in when our mother left home. I was three years old and my siblings were very young too. They had already raised a big family of their own, but they loved us like we were their own children. My grandmother always taught us right from wrong and took us to church every time the doors were opened. Because of her I came to know the Lord. I am very thankful to my grandparents for providing us love and a wonderful home.
 
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The only grandparent I knew was my paternal grandfather. My father died when I was 2 years old, but I vaguely remember his father -- I remember him taking me to the Bronx Zoo and wheeling me in a stroller. I had a doll that fell out of the stroller and I remember him going back to find it for me. Unfortunately that's the only grandparent memory that I have.
 
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