Nineteen Aught Five! This was always the answer my Grand Ma Ma would give when asked what year she was born! Grand Ma Ma was a simple woman! Oh she was smart-she knew and understood so much about life-but she kept things simple!
Grand Ma Ma would sit on her porch for hours and watch the cars go by. I would count them. We would be shelling pole beans and talking about the weather and the cars. I always managed to keep up my counting even when we were talking. Back then in my childhood it seemed like there were so many cars. I now wish that there were still just that many because really there was just a few.
I can’t remember a day ever going by when my Mother and Grand Ma Ma were not together. They each had their own homes but not their own lives. Their lives were one. I would spend as much time as possible at my Grand Ma Ma's! There were to many people for me to handle at Mother's. Just like there are to many cars to count today! At my Grand Ma Ma's house I received all the attention I wanted or all the privacy I needed. Grand Ma Ma died in Two Thousand Double Aught Five. She missed 100 by just a few months-I wish she had made it! I can hear my Grand Ma Ma's reply to
this--aaaaaaaHorseshit! Grand MaMa kept it simple!
I adored her!