In the process of my New Year cleaning and organizing extravaganza, I came across a beloved photo that my grandmother gave me many years ago. It is truly one of my most treasured gifts from her.
More than any piece of jewelry, china or clothing she left behind, this one photo speaks volumes about the spirited woman I adored.
In case you can’t read her handwriting…
Irene was perched on a snow bank so prissy. Leola was fixing to take her picture. You can see my foot and hand where I came over and pushed her over. I wouldn’t take anything for this one–and Irene would give me anything for it.
How hilarious is that??