Grandpa Harper: he would swing me. For hours. And every time I asked. I don’t remember him ever telling me no.
He would also say “hey, you know what?”
And my response would always be “what?”
And he’d say “I love you”
He frequently told me he wouldn’t trade me for a ranch in Texas.
And my heart hurts Bc I miss him so much. Tears are streaming down my cheeks. He was my person.
Grandma Harper: she was afraid of the water. Bath time at her house was like 2 inches of water. Lolol.
She vacuumed every morning, at like 6 am.
She always had food waiting for us when we arrived. Chicken patties.
She always told a story about when I stayed with them when I was a baby. Apparently, I had a fever, and when my parents called to check on me, she let me talk to my mom, and I said, “momma, hoooooooot baby!”
Grandpa Round: he would drive to Missouri to pick us up to take us to stay a week with him at his home in Peoria, Illinois. ANd then in Kentucky.
He drove a station wagon with the wood looking side panels.
He played softball. He always smelled slightly of cigarette smoke (his wife smoked), but not in an unpleasant way.
Grandma Round: she had these great books about “the thingamajigs.” they were my favorite! They have since come into my possession and we have added to the collection.
Great grandma Harper: she liked to knit and crochet and taught me when I was young.
Great grandma Stufflebean: she collected salt and pepper shakers.
She just lived a few houses from my grandparents in Brookfield.
And she grew the most beautiful roses and loved them.
And there was a huge apple tree in her backyard that we would eat the apples right off of.
Great grandma Lajoie: she always had those peanut butter filled chewy candies at her apartment and gave them to us.
Great grandma (Round) Long: she always seemed very delicate. Not frail, just small. Her apartment was decorated in lots of butterflies. And delicate glass things.