Where'd you get that smile?
These pictures are of my gramma, my mom's mom. Her story is so tragic yet beautiful and romantic. She was born during the Blitz in England, and while she was young, her father, an english soldier, was killed in WWII. When she was about 8, her mother fell in love with an American soldier who was fighting in England and who promptly shipped the two of them back to the states on the Queen Mary where he and she proceeded to have three more daughters on their farm in Idaho. As soon as my gramma was old enough, she got a job as a waitress in a coffee shop. At 15, while still in high school, she met my handsome grandpa. She was his waitress. The way he tells it, as soon as he saw her, he told his buddy, "See that girl? I am going to marry her." His friend was like, "Ya right man! Good luck!" But very soon after, he did (he is lucky she was into devilishly handsome men!) and a year later she became pregnant with my mom. This was during her senior year of high school and although she maintained a perfect 4.0 grade point average and was rightfully Valedictorian of her class, the school would not grant it to her since she was already married and with a child. My grandparents struggled some hard times in the beginning, but nearly 53 years later, they are still madly in love with each other.
My other Grandma's story is equally intriguing. I can't wait to see both of them again. I love to hear about what it was like when my parents where my son's age. The bottom two pictures show my mom at about 4 or 5. She looks like a spitting image of my son. And I can see my sideways smile in the second picture down on my gramma's face. I love these pictures so much!
Happy Mother's Day Grandmas and Moms! (Thank you for giving these to me Gamma! I love you!)