We drove to St. Simons Friday night. Joann called and asked what memories I had of Grandmother because she was putting together what she wanted to say. Dad wanted her to speak during Grandmother’s memorial service.
My fondest memories are of Grandmother’s river dock house. We’d go there frequently when I was young, and the many times we crabbed at her house inspired my love of crabbing. I caught a snapping turtle and a stingray in my crab net, too.
My recent memories are of my kids’ playing cards with her, such as "Go Fish," "War," and others. They had looked forward to spending special time with her.
I got up early Saturday morning and went to the beach to take pictures. I took a few while thinking of Grandmother. It is hard to believe she is not here anymore.
Saturday, several ladies from Dad and Claudia’s church brought lunch for the whole family. Everyone was there at noon because the memorial service was at 2:00 p.m. I was pulling out gray hairs in the bathroom as everyone arrived. I was taking after Mom!
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