Wednesday, April 27, 2022
I have so many lovely memories of Grandma. Loved her cooking, she always loved having us over. I can still hear her laugh (sometimes more a chuckle) and see her smile. She was always humble but proud. Gracious and kind. Her house was home and I appreciated her trusting me to watch it sometimes. I missed seeing her in her later years but she has never left my thoughts. I’m sure her and Frank are drinking a rye together up there.
With live,
Wendy Bruntjen.
