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never thought about the frivolity then, but "pancake" was probably as frivolous to grandma as cookies, so she made hotcakes. My grandma didn't make brown bread or wheat bread. She made graham bread. It was made from whole wheat flour, but it was graham bread. I suppose wheat and brown were also frivolous. After my grandfather died in 1942 at age 84, my grandmother came to live with my mother and me. Since I was the youngest, 1 was still at home (age 13) and so I had an even closer relationship with my grandma, probably closer than any of her other grandchilren. I remember vaguely my grandmother tending me during my father's funeral when I was just under three years old. Hundreds of times I would spend the evening with her and grandpa while my mother would be at a club or church meeting, watching grandpa poke the fire in a small, round stove until he had it red hot-Grandma loved to read the newspaper, and while she never was much for radio or later television (much too frivolous), she and grandpa had one of those classic, gothic-shaped table radios which gave out more static than anything else. But she was well informed on the activities of the day. She was a staunch Republican and had little good to say about Franklin D. Roosevelt when he was elected, re-elected, re-elected and re-elected. I'm sure many of my attitudes about Democrats and politics came from this strong-willed Republican supporter. I didn't really appreciate my grandma's personality until shortly before she died. She was terribly introverted and would head off to a back bedroom whenever company would arrive. Going through all of the "oohs" and "aahs" of gushing over company, including her own grandchildren, was just too much for an unfrivolous woman. 14T |
