tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post668856159534903862..comments2024-03-28T13:20:04.374-04:00Comments on Blue House Journal: In Memory of Grandmama Cterricheneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06865436021565986224noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-33157484232218958912016-09-18T22:43:59.064-04:002016-09-18T22:43:59.064-04:00She sounds like a remarkable woman.She sounds like a remarkable woman.Karlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07251936768042830801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-63812196426036035722016-09-14T14:18:36.129-04:002016-09-14T14:18:36.129-04:00Thank you for sharing your Grandmama with us. I wa...Thank you for sharing your Grandmama with us. I was enthralled with your tale, since I only remember one of my grandmothers, and she was quite elderly by the time I have memories of her. In my recollection she did not care for children or noise! I hope my grands remember me with warmth and love.Meginkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01549838374264529497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-61307088336963194792016-09-14T05:29:31.651-04:002016-09-14T05:29:31.651-04:00My mom always made potato candy. I keep thinking i...My mom always made potato candy. I keep thinking i need to make it for my grands sometime, Peel and boil a small potato until it is well done. Drain and while still warm mash until it is almost watery with no lumps. Add confectioners sugar (white powdery very fine sugar, looks almost like flour) until the candy is stiff. Knead until all mixed, almost like doing bread dough. When it is firm enough roll out on waxed paper. Put waxed paper on top also. Roll thin, spread with peanut butter. Roll up, keep in covered container. Slice into thin slices. I suppose today you could also use other spreads like Nutella. This was a Christmas treat along with pulled taffy, old fashioned fudge and several other homemade candies. Wonderful memory! Gramma DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-80664587463793664422016-09-13T21:51:58.554-04:002016-09-13T21:51:58.554-04:00Just a wonderful read and I could picture my G'...Just a wonderful read and I could picture my G'ma as I read it. She was born in 1916. I lived with my grandparents for several years and my best memories are there. Their home held an almost magical quality. Immaculate, peaceful, cozy, safe, and so beautiful inside and out. They truly had a gift. Even after all the years that have passed, when I dream of them, it's always in their kitchen.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing.<br />Debby in KShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10678580135625880717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-75806834131423374912016-09-13T20:41:16.230-04:002016-09-13T20:41:16.230-04:00Such beautiful memories of your Grandmother. I am ...Such beautiful memories of your Grandmother. I am sure you have sent all of your readers, including me, on trips down Memory Lane thinking of their Grandparents today. <br />susie @ persimmon moon cottagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653330247272673990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-82931325641909293882016-09-13T18:44:48.399-04:002016-09-13T18:44:48.399-04:00Oh Terri, what a beautiful tribute to your Granny.... Oh Terri, what a beautiful tribute to your Granny. My grandmothers would probably be surprised at how much they added and influenced my whole life. I can't say i ever fully knew them in a personal way. Maybe because we were kids and they adults. Back then you didn't just burst in and ask personal questions. We were around and heard things and spoke but did not jump in to adult conversations. Even so their presence and standing in the family was felt. You knew how important they were to us all. To their husbands as well. They were both different and I really don't know how many times we were together. Usually we were at one set of grandparents places or the other or one of them at our house. They might not have formally taught us but we learned so much by observation and the little life lessons they did present to us. I wish so much I could have told them how much they meant to me. My grandfathers were very special too. Both sets held the old morals and sense of community and pride in country etc. Strong work ethic and faith. All 4 no stranger to doing without. The things they had in their head yet to teach us!! My husband's grandmother was like that too. I loved her so. My sisters have shared so many stories with each other about different times we each had with them. Things learned and thoughts shared. One old and the other just starting out in life. My own father was born in 1911 so you can guess how long ago my memories were of my grandparents. Thankfully everyone in my family lived a long life so we got to be with them,.. but you never get all the time you wish with those you love. I will mention too my own parents followed life's patterns pretty much like my grandparents did. Rather Victorian.<br /> You never know what your children {or you} will remember for ever. You can take your kids..or go..on a big special trip and never remember it. Yet that day sitting on the back porch with one of them stays with you forever. What will our children remember of us? They too will no doubt tell stories of us one day. I can hardly believe that the things I will pass down will be as great as they gave me. They were truly memorable. Each departing a bit of themselves to shape our lives and there fore our children's for their lifetime. We could never thank them enough could we. They would just meekly say they were being themselves...nothing else. Yes they were. Thank your Lord for making them as they were. Thank you Terri for such sharing this again with us all. SarahAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-70668483693033090092016-09-13T16:36:57.231-04:002016-09-13T16:36:57.231-04:00I too didn't know my father's mother. My G...I too didn't know my father's mother. My Grandparents were divorced which was unheard of at the time. She was a working woman who ate out all the time. My. On would force me to go over there a few times a year for an afternoon visit. I was the only Grandchild on that side so no one to play with, no tv, & she never had food in the house. Nothing. She passed when I was 13. My Mom's parents opposite end of spectrum had 31 Grandkids, cooked all day long from scratch everyday & also went through the depression with 7 kids. She said if thus depression ever gets over with we will always set a good table. They had a garden, she canned, & even killed her own chickens, cleaned & fried them up. As a kid it never occurred to me the chicken she cleaned was the one we ate. She sewed quilts with the Church ladies on the big frames. I got the love of quilting from her. I spent almost everyday with them at their place in the country. My Dad worked 2 jobs, never home & we went there especially in summer. Grandma had a change of life baby so my Mom's little brother is only 13 months older than me. We had so much fun as kids. We were poor as Church mice & never knew it. Charihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08869368797406703718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-53282544456008273332016-09-13T14:48:24.190-04:002016-09-13T14:48:24.190-04:00What a wonderful tribute to your grandmother, Terr...What a wonderful tribute to your grandmother, Terri! She sounds like a lovely lady and you are lucky to have had her. I"m sure she would be proud of you today.<br />God bless, Kathy in IllinoisKathy in Illinoisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-53413878940726315742016-09-13T14:03:12.789-04:002016-09-13T14:03:12.789-04:00Wonderful article about your dear grandmother. My ...Wonderful article about your dear grandmother. My mother was also born in 1918 and died September 11th 2002. A pretty woman with so much talent. A seamstress who could make clothing without a pattern, a pianist, a talented painter, a wonderful cook and baker. She could balance a check book in her head. my father called her Sweet Face and worshiped the ground she walked on.<br /><br />The point of this rambling post is to say that we all need these strong women as examples of how to conduct our lives. I lit a candle for my DM this past week and now realize that the candle maybe contained a prayer for all those grandmas and mothers and aunts and sisters who set the bar.<br /><br />Best wishes from Best Bun.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-64964430481571595252016-09-13T11:10:41.367-04:002016-09-13T11:10:41.367-04:00Terri, what a wonderful heart felt post. So happy ...Terri, what a wonderful heart felt post. So happy that you had the influence of these 2 wonderful ladies..<br />My mom [who is now 85] was always the working/frugal housewife. As was my Grandmother [her mom]. When growing up, I didn't notice the hard work and the sacrifices they gave us.. But now.. the memories/the life lessons/the frugal ways are so appreciated. I pray that I could be half the ladies they were.<br />My mom now is in a wheelchair and has dementia.She worked until her mind and body couldnt go any more..<br />The potato candy sounds good.. Never heard of it.<br />Have a blessed week.<br />Sew Blessed Maw [Judy]https://www.blogger.com/profile/15474519379303505290noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-52833614788052364792016-09-13T10:08:38.406-04:002016-09-13T10:08:38.406-04:00What a wonderful tribute! Sounds like she was a g...What a wonderful tribute! Sounds like she was a great influence on you, and I'm glad that you have some happy memories. I'm sorry that your uncle's alcoholism kept you from spending more time with your grandparents though. Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16710629007170091862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-39640386044209793322016-09-13T09:40:15.368-04:002016-09-13T09:40:15.368-04:00I love this! It sure brought back memories of my g...I love this! It sure brought back memories of my grandmother. Everyone called her Mom. She also grew up during the depression and it certainly impacted her whole life. I remember that the leftovers were put in the frig with a plate on top of the bowl. This was to save from washing the serving dish. It was brought out, heated up and set back on the table until the dish was empty. She also had a huge pantry. As a kid I didn't understand how they would ever eat all of that food! It was the greatest thing as a kid to go to the pantry and pick out something for lunch. They had canned items that my mom never bought. As an adult I understand why they keep the pantry jammed packed. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!Wendihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02547001714523524390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-9266789751762726752016-09-13T09:31:42.624-04:002016-09-13T09:31:42.624-04:00I loved this post!
Our low country SC DIL calls h...I loved this post!<br /><br />Our low country SC DIL calls her grandmother Grandmamma, too. (And her grandfather is Gilly Pop. :) ) I wonder if she grew up in one of the mill villages near here. I have heard so many stories of those mill village days from our youngest DIL parents who grew up in Jackson Mill here in Spartanburg County. It was a hard life but they had such community that we do not have today and they looked out for one another. <br /><br />I think any woman would take offense at being called 'Woman' now adays. :) My grandfather called my 4'10" tall grandmother Little Mommy all her life.<br /><br />My Mom used to make that peanut butter pinwheel candy a long time ago. You can still taste it, right? I can. Lanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09380649410508372279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6959918163454225829.post-48430840955237708442016-09-13T08:48:15.093-04:002016-09-13T08:48:15.093-04:00Precious post...loved this! And I fondly recall m...Precious post...loved this! And I fondly recall my Kentucky grandmother making potato candy:)Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00553450155355977694noreply@blogger.com