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Excerpt
from Book:
"Grammie
and me, we do everything together!" Grammie Midge's youngest
grandson James always said. And it was true! They did do all
sorts of things together.
James'
Grammie lived in a little house on Fifth Street, in the same
little town in which she herself had grown up. This little
house was just down the street from the house where she had
been raised as a little girl.
Her
little house on Fifth Street was where she raised six children.
And now, this was where all her children and grandchildren
came to visit her. And so, this little house was where her
youngest grandson, James, came to visit her. Whenever James
visited, Grammie and he did many wonderful things together.
Before
James' grammie was a grammie, she was a very hard working
mother, and was employed at a factory. After her husband died
at quite a young age, she went to work at the factory to support
her family. She worked very diligently at the factory, and
she was a very busy mother as well.
After
getting up very early each weekday morning to go to work at
the factory, she came home, cooked meals, washed and ironed
clothes, and did many other things too. She never complained.
It never ceased to amaze her children how she had done all
this, and they were all very grateful.
Grammie's
children loved her very much. They came to visit her often
in the house in which they all had grown up, and brought with
them their own children to see her. When they visited, they
often presented her with little gifts and tokens of their
love, which she appreciated. But most of all, she appreciated
the gift of being able to see her children and grandchildren.
She
liked to see that they were happy and well, and was pleased
that they desired to come look in on her in her little house.
Grammie
Midge and her youngest grandson James seemed to have a very
special relationship. James seemed to have a special connection
with his Grammie. He truly loved to come and visit. He would
beg his mother and father to take him to see his Grammie.
He liked to go to visit her more than any place he could think
of. And James' parents often took him to see his grandmother.
When
James came to his Grammie's, he and his grandmother would
make cookies together (and more importantly, eat the cookies
together!)
They
would eat the cookies with wonderful milk, which James only
got to drink at his Grammie's house. This was not the thin,
watery skim milk which James' health-conscious family drank,
but delicious, thick, very cold whole milk.
This
milk tasted much more like the milk Grammie remembered drinking
when she would visit her aunts and uncles who lived out in
the country when she was a little girl.
It
was sort of out of fashion to drink this kind of milk nowadays.
Some said it wasn't even healthy (too much fat!). But Grammie
felt it was the best sort of milk to go with the cookies she
and James would make and eat- and James agreed!
Sometimes
James and his Grammie would play games together. Checkers
or Tic-Tac-Toe, it didn't matter what sort of game they played,
they just had a great time playing together!
It
didn't really matter who won either. It just mattered that
they spent this time together. James thought it was neat that
his Grammie, whom his parents said was eighty years old, still
liked to play games.
One
day, when James asked to go see his Grammie, his mother told
him, "James, we have something to tell you. Your Grammy
is making a move."
©2003,
Michael D. Purvis
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