This is my Grandmother…

Ethel Alice. I love this picture. She was a genital soul. She raised 5 children and a couple of grandkids. She loved to be in her kitchen, it was always the heart of her home. She had a day list of things to do Monday-Friday, each day had a purpose. Bake day, laundry day, heavy cleaning day and so on. I loved Friday, that was bread making day. The smell of yeast bread that she kneaded with those little hands. Her garden was amazing, she would bring in the veggies and that evening meal would be wonderful. She was not much of a meat eater, but she could make the best fried chicken ever. We did not kill our chickens, the eggs was their job. They all had names and were treated as pets. No one was ever turned away from her door, people were hungry in the 30’s.  I loved her chocolate pie, nothing from a box. Grand-mommy made my journey into life special because she loved me.

Bella’s first Halloween….My Great Granddaughter:)

Kayla made this for her baby girl……..so cut. Bella 5 months old.

“Who Killed Father & Mother?”

“Don’t Look Now, Here Comes Lizzie!”