I figured I needed to post a little something about my Mamaw so I dug through all of my picture files to try to find something. In 7 years of photos (since I got a digital camera and iphoto) I have ONE picture of my grandmother. When I saw it I had to laugh.
(2004 – my reception – Mamaw, Aunt Gloria, Mimi, Edwin -mimi’s boyfriend)
You see, Mamaw was a grouchy old lady. Its okay, she was, we said it plenty when she was living we can certainly say it now. The whole room could be sitting around the table laughing and she’d sit there with a scowl. She was on to us about everything growing up. In my head at this moment I can HEAR her saying/yelling, “kenneth!” to my daddy.
She was honestly one of the best cooks in the world. Fried chicken, biscuits, you name it southern food and this woman could do it right. And looking at her equipment you’d wonder how such a massive amount of good tasting food could be prepared for such crowd. And she was tiny! How did such a grease filled woman stay so tiny — I think I can see why Diva can eat all she wants and not gain weight!
Mamaw never learned to drive or swim. She worked at Montgomery Ward until they had to force her to quit. She loved my Papaw more than anything in this world. The devotion that her generation shows to their husbands as compared to my generation is amazing. Seriously, ladies, why don’t we treat out men like they did?? (Anyway, that’s a whole other blog isn’t it??)
The majority of my memories of mamaw including cooking, yelling, scowling or tooting. (Yup, I said it.) Then occasionally, OCCASIONALLY, you’d get her rolling. She had a beautiful laugh, even if I didn’t hear it enough (and very rarely after we lost Papaw 20 years ago).
I would say she will be great missed, but I think everyone knows she’s where she’s happiest….with Papaw….okay and I’m sure Jesus aint too bad either. {{BIG GRIN}}
