Grandma St. Petersburg On Monday at lunch the following conversation took place between Kimberly and myself: Eli: Darn, it's too bad I never made it to St. Petersburg. Kimberly: Shoot. That
Grandma Heavy Labor with Grandma I called Great Grandma Whittle a little over a week ago to see if Micalyne and I could come by so Micalyne could interview her for a paper she needed to write but grandma told me that she had fallen onto a chair the
Grandma Living and Surviving I know it seems like every other blog post these days is about my great grandma and the ones that aren't are about whatever crisis I'm currently going through with some clever anecdote about my nieces but I must slip
Grandma President Hinckley, Grandma and Mitt I should be doing my homework (yes, although it doesn't seem to be the case, I actually am taking one class right now). But I kind of just
Grandma Great Grandma Whittle I went to see Great Grandma Whittle the other day and I'm always amazed with how active she is at such a ripe old age. Next may she