Images of people no longer with us
For some reason lately I keep thinking about my grandfathers. One died when I was really young, the other when I was 29. I keep thinking about these two images that seem to stick with me.
My dad's dad, when we would pull up to visit him and my grandmother, was often sitting on a collapsable stool in front of his single car garage, smoking a cigarette, listening to a baseball game on the radio, with the hood of a car open that he was tinkering with. I can still see it clear as day.
My mom's mom I remember less, but I can still see him sitting at the breakfast table reading a newspaper.
Do you have any images of older relatives that are etched in your mind?
My grandfather. Every single day since he's been gone, and it's been almost 11 years. We had an amazing bond and connection and we loved each other endlessly.
My maternal grandmother in a floral dress and sturdy black shoes sitting on the wooden chair by the stove. Maternal grandfather with his cigar in chintz slipcovered easy chair. Visiting paternal grandmother at farmhouse with kitchen sink well water hand pump and spidery outhouse. They'd all died off by the time I was 6.
My paternal grandfather died 20 years before I was born. When I finally researched I discovered that he and I share the same birthday -- actually both Sun and Mercury placements, plus our Mars conjunct by 2 degrees.
All of my grandparents... Maternal... in shorts and a short sleeved shirt in the hot summertime working in the garden... she smelled like cotton candy when I hugged her... I loved her tremendously.
Paternal Grandmother... in a dress she bought at the 'Leader' (that is what they used to call Famous Barr!) she was fancy and well to do and smelled like Estee lauder and sent me to finishing school because I was forever a tomboy dressed in cutoffs with a baseball cap and a big wad of bubble gum in my mouth looking to climb a tree haha
I had the best of both worlds with my grandparents. One was digging in the earth growing things and the other one (Gemini of course) had hundreds of pen-pals (remember those?) and was planning her next 'whatever' in her fancy dining room. I can clearly see them both. I loved those women so much. They were my true north!