Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Childhood Thanksgivings

We spent a lot of time at Grandma Conley’s during my early years.  She was a tiny, thin woman with white hair.  I especially remember how kind and sweet she was.  I also remember some really fine Thanksgiving dinners, always with cranberry sauce, which I ate once and never again.  We always loved to go to Grandma’s house, a place of love and security.

I can remember always being at my Grandma Conley's house for Thanksgiving. The dinners were always good, but I never ate the cranberries.

This is a picture of my grandma Conley's birthday in 1956.

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