This is a picture of my beautiful Grandma, Farrell Francis Wich, who was born in 1912 and lived through the Great Depression.
During this time of year, we often think of our family members who have passed - even more often than we usually do. Do you mind if I share with you a little bit about her?
When I was five, my parents split and we went to live with Grandma. We lived in duplexes side by side for many years. We watched TV together and had orange juice and she'd airpop popcorn for us while we watched the Wonderful World of Disney, National Geographic, the Dukes of Hazard, or Quincy Adams, M.D. But Grandma's favorite show was The Price is Right.
Once when I was sick, I got to stay home - but we didn't stay home. Grandma was not going to miss bowling league - she was probably their top bowler!
Whenever Grandma traveled, she'd bring us gifts when she came home. We couldn't wait to see what she'd bring us! When she went to Alaska I got a little Eskimo doll. She made us Easter dresses every year - in complementary colors, of course!
Grandma only made one quilt that I can remember. She couldn't wait to get it done. But she was the type of person to finish a project once she'd started it.
She was always available and was always approachable and easy to talk to. When her friends came over for tea, they'd be upstairs in the fancy part of her house and they would all be laughing. She made an incredible Pecan Pie and how I loved her baked beans! Meatloaf or Corned Beef Casserole (with a can of Cheeze Whiz, of course!) were standards for our weekly family dinners.
Grandma worked at General Motors as a secretary in the Parts Department. For Christmas she would give us stock - teaching us the value of investing. She'd also put up her aluminum tree with a color wheel, which was so much fun to watch change colors.
Once I really wanted to wear shorts to school. Grandma didn't approve. I was in 2nd grade. I put them in my bag and got caught and was in trouble. She always sat in a big easy chair in front of the TV and I'd sit in front of her chair and she'd play with my hair if I asked. She didn't show her emotions a lot, but she'd tell me "Good job" sometimes. She was such a steady presence in my life and I miss her terribly.
In 1995 when she turned 95, we had a big party for her at Bethel Baptist Church in south Denver, where she'd been a Deaconness for a time. There was a great turnout!
Grandma would say, "Even if you only live in a 10 x 10 room, if you have your children, you can make things work. No matter how bad things get, you never give up on each other."
Here's to all the lovely ladies who have gone on before us, teaching us, supporting us and guiding us to become the women we are today. May we always cherish their memory and their legacy of love.
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