Older doesn’t always mean wiser, my grandfather once said. Sometimes it just means older.
When I met the Grandfather of Time, he said it was no use struggling. Even after all these years he still had too much to do.
My great-grandmother sent us out to pick raspberries in her garden while she watched the first moon walk on TV. You’ll have plenty of time to see things like that, she said, but those raspberries were carried overland by your great-great-grandfather. She was very wise. I see pictures of the moon walk all the time, … [Read More]
My grandmother was big & solid. My grandfather was tall & thin. They looked an unlikely couple. I asked them once how they ended up together. My grandmother said she won him fair & square in an arm-wrestling match. My grandpa just smiled. I let you win, he said.
Are you here to borrow money or to visit? He used to say & I’d say it’s me, grandpa & then he’d say o hell, come on in & visit anyway.
I’m of the opinion that people don’t know what they’re talking about 90 percent of the time, my grandpa said & my grandma smiled & said , O, you’re too late. The 10 percent slot filled up a few minutes ago. & we could hear him muttering all the way back out to the garden
My grandfather used to say nobody gives a damn anymore & the thing I remember most about him is the way he never let that stop him from giving a damn all the days of his life.
Of course I believe in heaven, my grandma used to say. There’s got to be some reward for living with your grandfather for all these years.
The singing on her belly dance records reminded her of the cattle auctions she used to go to with her grandfather & she would sing along softly, fourfiftyfourfiftyfour seventyfivegorgeous gorgeousgorgeous myohmy, she would say & then she would raise her hands above her head & ripple her body like trees in the wind.