I Remember Them (Part II)

We treasured time spent with Grandpa Ern and Grandma Gertie.

They were a matched set: hearty elderly folk in a large memory-aged house,

Where they had raised two more sets together:  two boys, two girls

(one later gave birth to me).


The backyard tool shed and basement pool table were Grandpa’s sacred domain

while Grandma was queen of the kitchen, giving us a royal welcome with

glasses of sweet cold “nectar” and slices of warm buttery banana bread.

The ottoman with a lid stored well-used crayons and coloring books.

The box in the enclosed porch held wooden blocks and plastic cowboys on horses.

The stairs behind a curtain concealed extra miscellaneous household items

and a mysterious locked door (to an upstairs apartment) at the top.


Grandma smiled merrily with bright eyes and perfect rows of pearly whites;

surrounding us with soft hugs.

Grandpa peered through bottle thick glasses that magnified his dark eyes;

teasing us with tender gruffness.


Diabetes sent Grandpa to the nursing home after stubbing his toes

so, of course, Grandma went with him (to be sure he didn’t flirt with the nurses).

Grandpa zoomed down the halls on his scooter

until heaven called him home and fitted him with new legs.

Grandma waved her white hanky until her final “goodbye”

just shy of her 100th birthday party!

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Trish
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 15:09:01

    how perfect and how true………. love it


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