Five generations! Wonder what it’s like when your grandchild has their own grandchild?
whiterabbit, my Grandma had a mastectomy at the age of 98, and she’s still here!
And** twickster**, she can be your Grandma too!
Grandma was a pillar of her church, but she was an adult convert, and wrote about it when she was 99. She didn’t attend church regularly until she starting going with my grandfather-to-be. The first service she attended with him was on Christmas Eve in 1923, at a little Lutheran church in McFarland, Kansas. The entire service was in German, which Grandma didn’t know. But she says she was impressed by the Christmas tree!
They didn’t start living together until several months after they were married, because the wedding was secret. Grandma was teaching school and would lose her job if she married. So they married out of state and came home to seperate dwellings until the school year was over. They snuck around on weekends, and Grandma said once “I still remember how those desk clerks would look at us!”(at the hotel they’d go to.)