My maternal grandmother, Helen, was born today 102 years ago. Though she died when I was 13, I remember her well. She was kind and loving. She could crochet up a storm and cook like no one's business. She was small in stature but a tough women - she had to be, raising 9 children (my mother included) on a farm.I wish she were here - like all my grandparents. So much has happened over the last 30 years. So much I'd love to share with her. Happy Birthday, Grandma.
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