Tag: Granny Mary

  • One warm Summer night, when I was still living in Spokane, at a family barbeque at my mom’s house, my mom tells us that my uncle found a cassette tape in a desk drawer and he didn’t know what to do with it so he gave it to my mom. She came home and popped…

  • I miss my granny mary so much. She died 18 years ago. I still think about her nearly everyday. As I grow older I’m realizing how much I am like her. For example, she liked to knit. And it just so happens that I like to knit, too. When I was younger I looked at…

  • I’ve turned into my Granny Mary. I’m sitting in “my chair” with my knitting and my evening cocktail sitting on my little folding t.v. tray, watching television. Except I’m watching a show about tattooing and not Lawrence Welk. And I’m watching it on the computer.