JerseyJanice
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I was not well on Friday and decided to stay home. I think it was just a stomach virus, and by late afternoon, I was feeling myself again.
At that point, DS and I were watching television and saw a commercial that advertised reproductions of a U.S. gold coin that was minted in the 1930s. I inherited one of those coins (i.e., an original from 1933 from my father) and told DS that. He wanted to see it, so I dug it out from my closet. It was in a bag containing many other bits of memorabilia from my folks.
I discovered a series of letters written by my maternal grandmother, who Id never met since she died 12 years before I was born. The letters were dated from early in my parents marriage (1949-1950) and came at a time when my grandmother was very sick. She died from lung cancer (never smoked a cigarette in her life, BTW) in May of 1950. I dont suppose there was much doctors could do for such an illness back then.
Anyway, the letters were fascinating to me because I never knew my grandmother; her writings give me a sense of her personality. My mother never talked very much about her. I guess it was painful for her to remember and talk about her. She was only 25 when her mom died. (How ironicI was only 26 when my mother died.)
Ive been teary-eyed over these letters since Friday. They opened a window on myself I never knew existed. Want to know the funniest thing? Her writings sound a lot like mine. I suspect I may have inherited some of her personality.
At that point, DS and I were watching television and saw a commercial that advertised reproductions of a U.S. gold coin that was minted in the 1930s. I inherited one of those coins (i.e., an original from 1933 from my father) and told DS that. He wanted to see it, so I dug it out from my closet. It was in a bag containing many other bits of memorabilia from my folks.
I discovered a series of letters written by my maternal grandmother, who Id never met since she died 12 years before I was born. The letters were dated from early in my parents marriage (1949-1950) and came at a time when my grandmother was very sick. She died from lung cancer (never smoked a cigarette in her life, BTW) in May of 1950. I dont suppose there was much doctors could do for such an illness back then.
Anyway, the letters were fascinating to me because I never knew my grandmother; her writings give me a sense of her personality. My mother never talked very much about her. I guess it was painful for her to remember and talk about her. She was only 25 when her mom died. (How ironicI was only 26 when my mother died.)
Ive been teary-eyed over these letters since Friday. They opened a window on myself I never knew existed. Want to know the funniest thing? Her writings sound a lot like mine. I suspect I may have inherited some of her personality.