... was born this day, 1906. My paternal grandmother, she was ferociously stubborn, ferociously proud and loved us all ... ferociously.
Here she is in 1979, with her first three great-grandchildren (there would be somewhere between 24-27 in all eventually - depending on how you count) at Dad's 50th birthday party. Jenny, on the left, was just 4 weeks old. Jennifer W., in the middle, was maybe 6 months old, and Aaron (standing) was 22 months old.
Yes, my cousin and I both named our daughters Jennifer. I can claim a lack of imagination, but deny vehemently any imitation.
I love, love, love the joyful, proud look on her face in this picture.
Happy birthday, Grandma!
love, Nancy.
I mean Kathie.
I mean KATHY.
xoxo
Here she is in 1979, with her first three great-grandchildren (there would be somewhere between 24-27 in all eventually - depending on how you count) at Dad's 50th birthday party. Jenny, on the left, was just 4 weeks old. Jennifer W., in the middle, was maybe 6 months old, and Aaron (standing) was 22 months old.Yes, my cousin and I both named our daughters Jennifer. I can claim a lack of imagination, but deny vehemently any imitation.
I love, love, love the joyful, proud look on her face in this picture.
Happy birthday, Grandma!
love, Nancy.
I mean Kathie.
I mean KATHY.
xoxo
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