1-4-18

Today would be my Gammy's 98th birthday. Wow, to live almost a century. To live and see what she has seen. That would he amazing. I've always thought about what my grandma went through at my age. By the time she was my age (41) she has 2 young kids and a young adult. What a time. It was 1961. She lived in a little house on North side of town. He husband loving and doing what needs to be done for his family. Both in Columbus and New York. You see, my mother was the product of a forbidden love. A love child if you will. 11 months later my uncle was born. So within a year she had 2 children and a pre-teen. To raise children in the 60's, wow. In Columbus to boot. To see the marches. To feel the energy. To be in her shoes. She started with nothing. A dirt floor to a 3 bdrm in Columbus. She was an envy of her friends. My grandpa was a man among men. He dabbled in everything. From jewelry to furniture. He was the guy you went to when you needed anything. And he got it. He was a master at it too, from what I know. My dad was the same way. Whatever you wanted he got it.