Big, plump, purple, grapes. Pick one off the vine, pinch it and the inside of the grape, along with the juice, would pop into my mouth–seeds and all. They were really good.

Grandma crocheted dollies and even the ends of pillow cases. I still use some of them on my bed. Of course, that's me sitting on the sofa. And did you notice my new shoes?

The big back yard really was the wide open spaces, until Grandma and Grandpa planted all of the fruit trees and berry bushes.

I was Grandma Hale's first and only grandchild for a number of years. So I got all of her attention.