Grandma and Papa lived in upstate Penna., ninety miles north of our home in Philly. All through my elementary school yeares as soon as school was out for the summer, my mother would put me on the Reading RR for the trip back home to spend the summer with Grandma and Papa. Mom said it was to get me into fresh air after all the smog in the city, though I wondered if it was as much a break for her as it was for me.
I would ride with my head out the train window for most ot the trip as the smoke blew back in my face, and the first thing Grandma would do when she met me, after a hug and kiss of course, was to plop me in the tub to scrub away all the soot I collected all over my body during the train ride. She certainly lived by taking Ben Franklin's advice, "cleanliness is next to godliness".
though Papa only had a meager retirement income, Grandma prepared what seemed to me gourmet meals. Papa and his papa before him had played with a handmade marble game, and I would play with that game for hours. After dinner, precisely at noon, Grandma, despite my protests, would make me lie down with her and take a nap, a great gift she gave me which I've continued for nearly 80 yrs....and nobody has to tell me to take a nap. I tried to do the same with my grandkids without much success, and Carly would pry open my eyelids and say, "no, no, no nap".
Well, I could go on, as could anyone, about grandma, but this I know for sure. Everything I know about grandparenting I learned from my grandmother".
thanks for listening...Barron Maberry, 410-224-0492