It touches my heart when you talk about your Granny. She came from so little and gave so much. Your love for her -- and her love for you -- is timeless.
I love this. Reminds me of the time my dad, who, after he retired, HAD to talk to his favorite cousin EVERY evening on the phone. Conversations usually lasted at least two hours. One evening, my car broke down about 2 miles from home. I used a "pay phone" (look it up. They existed!) and called about 25 times. Kept getting a busy signal. Finally, I hoofed the two miles home, while my car was in the middle of the road. I gave him the what fer when I got home. He shrugged, and never missed another call with his cousin again! 🤣
Being a grandmother myself, I hope my grandchildren have awesome stories like this! It's the juxtaposition of naughty and nice that gives us the spice!
Now that I’m a grandmother (Oma to my granddaughter), I think I need to step up my game! Thanks for a great story, and I enjoy seeing the scenery on your walks.
Hey Corey, humour ( yes the right way to spell it) is present within many cultures that have experienced much hardships. A great case in point is that of the first peoples in Canada and probably the USA who have developed a wicked sense of mostly ironic humour. Have heard many stories through my life that hit hard with a serious point made sharper with humour.
Hardship can be a great teacher and character former. I also cry like a baby when a pet leaves us through death. My mother dies at 106 years. Not a tear was shed, not because I want sad about this but rather that she had lived a long life of laughter and family.
There's a story behind this comment about a legitimately headless chicken chasing my 5 year old mom round a barn that's kind of involved for here but she sounds like Pappaw Zeb. He was air force, a tobacco farmer and a mailman. And he used to tell me that headless chicken was the perfect role model. He kept running after he got his head chopped off and gave my Mammaw(who is a scary scary daughters of the confederacy southern matriarch who I'm convinced enjoys the act of slaughtering animals) bad indigestion after. And then he would joke about the chicken being in heaven making fun of Meemaw Machete but having to ask people to describe her farting on the toilet cuz he dun misplaced his head.
It's weird and morbid but also uplifting. Is this a thing with down south old people who aren't crazy racists? Were they all like well that racism shit don't hit SO LETS GET WEIRD?
The story of your Granny, at her end, in your book TEARS ME UP when I’m listening to you read it. I know it’s coming but I listen cause the amount of love you have fills my heart so much.
It touches my heart when you talk about your Granny. She came from so little and gave so much. Your love for her -- and her love for you -- is timeless.
Piccadilly! Whoa, flood of memories! Grammas rock!
I love this. Reminds me of the time my dad, who, after he retired, HAD to talk to his favorite cousin EVERY evening on the phone. Conversations usually lasted at least two hours. One evening, my car broke down about 2 miles from home. I used a "pay phone" (look it up. They existed!) and called about 25 times. Kept getting a busy signal. Finally, I hoofed the two miles home, while my car was in the middle of the road. I gave him the what fer when I got home. He shrugged, and never missed another call with his cousin again! 🤣
Thank you, BC. I’m gonna share your story with my grandkids. Please keep sharing.
Being a grandmother myself, I hope my grandchildren have awesome stories like this! It's the juxtaposition of naughty and nice that gives us the spice!
Now that I’m a grandmother (Oma to my granddaughter), I think I need to step up my game! Thanks for a great story, and I enjoy seeing the scenery on your walks.
Hey Corey, humour ( yes the right way to spell it) is present within many cultures that have experienced much hardships. A great case in point is that of the first peoples in Canada and probably the USA who have developed a wicked sense of mostly ironic humour. Have heard many stories through my life that hit hard with a serious point made sharper with humour.
Hardship can be a great teacher and character former. I also cry like a baby when a pet leaves us through death. My mother dies at 106 years. Not a tear was shed, not because I want sad about this but rather that she had lived a long life of laughter and family.
Have a great thanksgiving weekend.
Love ya all substackers
Grandmas are the BEST!
There's a story behind this comment about a legitimately headless chicken chasing my 5 year old mom round a barn that's kind of involved for here but she sounds like Pappaw Zeb. He was air force, a tobacco farmer and a mailman. And he used to tell me that headless chicken was the perfect role model. He kept running after he got his head chopped off and gave my Mammaw(who is a scary scary daughters of the confederacy southern matriarch who I'm convinced enjoys the act of slaughtering animals) bad indigestion after. And then he would joke about the chicken being in heaven making fun of Meemaw Machete but having to ask people to describe her farting on the toilet cuz he dun misplaced his head.
It's weird and morbid but also uplifting. Is this a thing with down south old people who aren't crazy racists? Were they all like well that racism shit don't hit SO LETS GET WEIRD?
A plus post. Thank you.
The story of your Granny, at her end, in your book TEARS ME UP when I’m listening to you read it. I know it’s coming but I listen cause the amount of love you have fills my heart so much.
Thank you for sharing this story today Corey.