So my nine year old granddaughter calls me.
HER: Hi, Grandma. I really love you.
ME: I know you do, Sweetie. I love you too.
HER: Grandma, can I ask you a question?
ME: Sure, Honey.
HER: Is it true
My dad had to walk to school
50 miles
each way
in the snow
naked
with a goat tied around his waist?
ME: And with Uncle Rob on his shoulders!
HER: (Aside) Dad, you had to have Uncle Rob on your shoulders, too?
HIM: Hey, he had to get to school, too!
HER: Grandma, are you telling me the truth?
ME: No, Honey, I'm not.
HER: (Aside) Dad, I knew it! You were lying to me! (Much muffled laughter). Thanks, Grandma, that's all I needed to know. Bye.
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About Me
- Susan
- I was born in the Redwood Country of Northern California. An honor student in high school, I turned down a full tuition scholarship to Humboldt State University to marry at age seventeen and go on to have three children in the next five years. I’ve never forgotten that starry-eyed girl who dreamed of becoming a newspaper journalist. I settled for an AA in Sociology and a minor in Business from College of the Redwoods and eventually found a career in telecom. Starting as a telephone operator and working my way up to a management position in purchasing with a large independent telephone company, I assumed I would work there until I retired or was found slumped over dead in my office chair. Life, however, often takes you on paths you never dreamed you’d travel. My husband had a stroke in 2005 and we found ourselves becoming a multi-generational family, moving 160 miles away and in with our younger son, his wife and two grandchildren.
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