Saturday, April 21, 2007
Isn't She Lovely
My mother's mother was also an April baby, born on this date in 1893. She was a spirited young woman and maintained her strong embrace on life until four months short of her 100th birthday.
She and my grandfather were born and raised in Pennsylvania of mostly Scots-Irish descent. They raised 4 talented, loving children who provided them with 16 grandchildren. Their first-born died in infancy, a fact I didn't learn until we buried my grandfather.
The day we buried my grandmother, a big flock of birds took flight in a swoosh from another part of the cemetery. I took it as a sign that she was once again holding her beloved husband and infant son.