first of all, i should say that it’s only appropriate that i write this post on my mom’s birthday. happy, happy, happy birthday, mom!
when i was visiting my parents over the holiday break (is it sad that i consider a three-day weekend a break now? must take more vacation in 2011), i spent a lot of time at my grandmother‘s house, where most of my visiting family was staying.
grandma (my mom’s mom) lives two blocks away from my parents, and i’ve visited her in that exact location for 27 years — in other words, my entire life. she’s is 95 now, and her mind is much softer than it used to be, but she’s in perfect physical health and i caught her dancing merrily at the the kitchen sink the other day while she rinsed out a glass. she stays up late, she loves strong iced tea, and she has a moral constitution that i swear is made of steel. i admire her so much.
that’s why i was thrilled to discover her college yearbook during this last visit. grandma went to marywood university in scranton, pennsylvania, and graduated in 1936 — a time when many women didn’t attend college in the first place, and something i admire and am so proud of. flipping through the pages of the yearbook was fantastic, and i’m going to see if it’s something i might be able to hold on to when grandma is ready to give it up. that’s her page in the book, above, and her photograph — wasn’t she beautiful? (you can click to enlarge, if you’d like.)
the best part of her particular entry in this book, though, is the paragraph that accompanies it. i literally laughed out loud when i read it, and i thought i’d document it here, too — both for posterity and for the fact that you guys might also get a kick out of it.
it’s hard to pin down a favorite sentence, but i think “she had quite a capacity for ice cream” might be it.
now i know where it comes from.