What I remember about Grandma Lorraine… My paternal grandmother was the school nutritionist, her office was in the grade school and I would see her every day. While she was in charge, school lunches totally ROCKED (yum!) and she always had extra change lying around for her grand-kids so we could get double dessert (ooo Bonus!). She made the best applesauce cooked down with little red cinnamon candies. The apples were picked from the trees in her yard, that we would climb. Her potato salad is legendary, my family will still call each other when we forget an ingredient. She was the queen of pink and black. She loved bridge. Her finger nails would always click on the piano keys when she would play. Her toe nails were always long and polished. She had the funkiest jewelry (clip-on earrings and all). She had a knack for tacky bathroom accessories (furry toilet lids, gold tissue box covers, etc.) She smoked. As kids we would play on her circa 1960’s Butt-Shaking Vibrating-Belt Machine. She had the spookiest basement that I still have nightmares about. She would give us little taps on the fanny that drove me nuts. (I now do this to my own kids). She came to my college graduation. The first and only time I ever played shuffle board was with her in Florida. She passed away in 1994…
I don’t think my painting does her justice.
