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Monday, February 16, 2015

SLEIGH RIDES

Question Of The Week February 16, 2015

What favorite stories have stayed with you that your grandparents (or other older relatives) told you when you were growing up?

16 comments:

  1. My maternal grandmother told of riding through the snow in her uncle's horse drawn sleigh when she was a young girl.

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  2. My Grandmother called me sweetheart in Swedish.

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  3. My paternal grandfather didn't tell me stories so much as he walked through the world with such a shining light of kindness toward others--a lasting impression.

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  4. When I was little I thought that a Racoon was a dog wearing mascara. LOL

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  5. Gosh - I wouldn't know where to start. But the one I love the most was of how much my grandmother (my dad's mom) loved a framed print that her father gave her. She was one of several children - not the oldest, not the youngest, so it meant so much to her to have something special like that. She always had it hanging over her bed and so, when it was my mother's task to tell her they had made arrangements for her to live in assisted living and were leaving that morning, she said, "I'm taking my picture!" (That part broke my heart to hear.) And it hung over her bed at the ALF until she passed away. I have it now and love it.

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  6. My favorite was my (late) great aunt's story about how her husband proposed to her in New Orleans. She was quite reserved but when she told that story, her fact lit up and she smiled brighter than I ever saw her smile.

    Thanks for rekindling that memory!

    And another fun one...my great grandmother used to have a few pithy expressions, including "haste makes waste."

    I didn't find out until after college that the second part of that expression was, according to my great aunt (her daughter), "It takes money to buy good whisky!"

    She told us this story very matter of factly, and we all howled.

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  7. My great aunt went west in a wagon train. She said no one rode for the wagons held all their possessions. She was pregnant and when the baby came, they gave her just an hour to rest up. That was one tough lady. I'd have never of made it.

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  8. When my grandfather would sing in German "Mein hut der hat drei Ecken, Drei Ecken hat mein hut.." He was always a little tipsy when he sang that, but I suppose that was typical for an old German guy. LOL

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  9. When my grampa sang to us with his beautiful Irish tenor voice.

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  10. Don't recall any grandparent stories but I am going to be buried in a cemetery plot right next to them so I'll have to get back with you at a later time on this one....

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  11. My granddad used to tell me stories at night as I stayed with them a lot. The only one I remember was the one about what happened after Cinderella married the prince. I remember she was very kind to the ugly sisters & bought them fur coats. I can't remember anything about the prince though.

    My granddad was a pitman but he was a wonderful painter in oils. He could draw anything I asked him tour , it was usually for penguins, rows of them. Sadly I didn't inherit his talent. My Nanna taught me to knit & sew, this was before TV! I did inherit her talent thankfully!

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  12. i grew up not knowing my grandparents on either side, however there is a story of an uncle of my grandfather that has been past down to me...My grandfather was Greek and immigrated to this country in the early 1900's. He became prosperous and began bringing over all his relatives. They lived along a seaside board walk and one of my grandfather's uncles would go for a walk every morning (this is typical of Greek men apparently). So this uncle comes back, saying that there was a very rich Greek man on the boardwalk who owned a lot of shops. They questioned him and he said all these breakfast shops are named after him! you know Pankakees and waffles, Pankakees house...of course that was pancakes pronounced with a Greek accent!

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  13. I can't pick just one because my paternal grandmother and I played many games together and she talked throughout. We had some great times. She passed 43 years ago and I still miss her.

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  14. My favourite stories that have remained with me since I was a child are the true stories our Nana told my older brother and me about her childhood etc.

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  15. I grew up on a lot of Japanese fairy tales, but mom used to painstakingly read English fairy tales to me. I loved the Snow Queen.

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  16. My favorite story about my dad's mom was when she told us she was dying and we offered to have her taxidermied so we could keep her in our room and play with her forever. I can still remember her laughter over that!

    My favorite story about my grandmere changes every time I see her. Sigh.

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