Way back... My Granny H at 12 in Dakota territory.
She was the best granny! A wonderful school teacher, she started out teaching in a small one room school house, and lived with the families of her students. An awesome seamstress, she made beautiful tailored wool coats for all of us grandkids, and flannel jammies. A good cook, the Cowman loved her cow tongue sandwiches, I loved her pickles, my kids loved stopping by her little house for her homemade ice cream. As a Scrabble player, she was tough to beat. An avid SF Giants fan. A voracious reader, she instilled a love of books. She got Shakespeare, and made girls night at the SF opera happen. Though never much for riding, she dang sure had try...
| Granny on Grampa's Elk hunting pack mule |
She would have a fit and then laugh, if she was still around to know I put that last pic up.
Miss my rock solid gran...
Miss my rock solid gran...