I have posted about my mother, now I will mention my grandmother "MA"
Most of my good memories as a young tacker are centre around "MA". She was patient and kind, and spent many hours just "being there", whilst teaching me to read, write and draw pictures.Many times we made our own toys under her guidance, using old boxes and sticky tape. Instead of cheap crap, she would provide hammer, nails and a saw, and I learned to make pretty much anything I could imagine.
On the farm with her, I learned to cook, sew, make & fix stuff,make my own porridge,milk cows, drive a car,look after orphaned animals and catch fish. When I have wondered what to do with my own kids, I just think back, and ask myself what she would have done, and that has served me well.
Even when my parents "retired" her and "PA" and packed them of to live in town, she was active with the Senior Citizens amd Meals on Wheels.She used the vacant block next door to grow her own veges, and was always busy with something.
Not long after "PA" died, they stuck her in a nursing home, and still she would go down the street to help out, where she could.
When she turned 90 she decided that she had "done enough".
The last time I saw her, she had a wild look in her eyes,she held my hand and said " I don't like the look in your eyes young man", she died in the hospital a few hundred metres from where I now live.
(M61A1 CUPID- STUNTS, Sun 14 Feb 2010, 0:50, Reply)