I remember the crossword puzzles, the great family dinners (and those apple pies), serving up tree top apple juice, that “benji” dog you loved, the collecting of crystal or acrylic paper weights, getting lost in the walk in pantry (sneaking food when I wasn’t supposed to), my wonderful trip to Paris, watching TV from floor of the 2nd floor stairs (sneaking from room to room stealthy), your travel stories, always with another book in hand, that warm smile and positive outlook on life. Always and forever in my heart and mind Grandma.
