Remember that feisty young wife who went back to Ireland, and let hubby move to the farm? Well, she loved her grandchildren, of course. She spent part of her year with my Uncle's family, and part with ours. She was a big help to Mom around the house, and I think that she loved to take care of me while Mom got the housework done.
I loved stories. Spoken, read or on tv, I loved to follow along and listen to the tales. Grandma would read to me for hours. Here's a picture to prove it. If you look very closely, maybe you can see that the book is upside down. That's the way that Grandma always read the stories, so that I could see the pictures.