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A Few Things I Loved About My Gram

November 17, 2013

I am Iola's eldest granddaughter and this is what I spoke about during her memorial.


I loved:

Her Personality:

 She was kind, funny and not afraid to speak her mind.....ever.  She loved her grandchildren and we could do no wrong in her eyes.

I loved:

Her Spirit:

She was passionate, determinded and never gave up without a fight.  My dad called her a "pocket rocket" for a reason.

My Favorite Meal:

Hands down....turkey with mashed potatoes and dressing with Gram's gravy.  I stood by her side for years learning how to perfect this recipe and have passed it on to my friends and neighbors next generations. 

My Favorite Gram Saying:

My Gram was always busy having a hard time just sitting down and relaxing.  We used to say to her "Come sit down and rest Gram."  Her response was always "Oh, I'll rest when I'm dead."  Well Gram, after a long and fruitful life now you can finally rest.

We love you Gram and will miss you.

Until our next encounter..

Love,

Lizzie



1962 Letter to Iola from husband George

October 5, 2013

1962 Letter to Iola from husband George 1 month before he died.  Front of card is a boquet of flowers

My Dear,
         Each of the petals on these roses represent a prayer for you from me.

         I pray too, may God send blessings and graces necessary in these trying times.
       
         In addition, I desire desperately that I will be able in some way repay you for all the prayers and happiness you've showered me with, not only with your visits but just in knowing how much we mean to each other.

                                                Deeply in love with you, 
                                                                                        George



 

Iola's Odes & Musings #5, December 2010

October 5, 2013

JOY TO THE WORLD

  We experience Joy

                           At weddings,        

                           At a baby’s birth,

                           And other occasions

        So isn’t it fine,

           As we sit down to dine

                 We lift our glass of wine

         To salute the Honoree and say

         “Life is good and it’s underrated !”

         We love our family.

Iola's Ode & Musings #4 November, 2010

October 5, 2013

STUCK IN TRAFFIC!

What’s worse than to be stuck in traffic?

It gives you a chance to contemplate
          the day’s activities and say to yourself 
“How can I make it a better day for all around?

Then I smile and wave to all coming and going

And I’m sure they will say

“look at that lady with the smile, let’s smile back”.

Iola's Odes & Musings #3, November 2010

October 5, 2013

ODE TO THE GRELCK BUMP ON MY NOSE
Listen here -
           did you ever see a more noble looking nose?
Bump & all,
Here is a call to one and all
Come and compare noses
After every test
I'll come out best
And blow away all the rest!
 

Iola's Odes & Musings #2 October, 2010

October 5, 2013

All the grades were in one room. So you took your turn to come up front and recite.

 One opening day the young teacher took me on her lap and gathered all around. So I reached up and kissed her. My brother Wally, was mortified and said

“YOU DON’T KISS YOUR TEACHER!”

That was OK by me, because on that day I’m sure  I made a few brownie points to carry me forward.

Iola's Odes & Musings #1, December 2010

October 5, 2013

I lived with my Aunt Emma and Uncle John on their farm in Nebraska.  I felt it was my absolute duty to check on all the animals first thing in the morning. So I would make the rounds.

I remember Charlie our horse and the other animals.  We had a goose and gander who stood taller than me and he would nip at me & I would scream "He wants to eat me!".  My cousin, Floyd, thought that was hysterical & he would laugh and laugh.

At night Aunt Emma would wrap up bricks in paper and put it at the foot of the bed to keep me warm.

I was Uncle John’s pet and after his chores, he would sit in his rocker and put me on his knee and rock away.  

When I was told to take the left over ham to the summer kitchen and left teeth marks behind, Aunt Emma told on me and Uncle John said "If the kid is hungry, feed her!".

Of course, he was my Hero.

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