Other Things I Know

Monday is my grandma Tommie’s 101st birthday. Even though she has been gone for 59 years (long before there was a ck in the works) I still try to remember the day. Out of my four grandparents, her story always seemed the most tragic. Not that any of the others had it easy, mind you, they all experienced their fair share of life’s vicissitudes. But hers just always hit me a little harder. Last month, I shared what little I know about my paternal grandma. Now I’m going to share what I know about my maternal grandma.

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Thanks for ruining that for me

The other day, the 1982 song ‘Jack and Diane’ came on the radio. The song is what could be referred to as an ‘80’s classic by John Mellancamp (since I actually lived through and remember the ‘80’s I still call him John Cougar Mellancamp). While the song has never been a favorite of mine, the catchy beat and longevity of it used to prompt me to sing along. More out of obligation than anything. If you grew up in the ‘80’s, there are certain anthem like songs that you are required to sing along to. Not that I paid much attention to what I was singing, it was just something I did. That is, until I read Mindy Kaling’s book “Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns)” (2012). Now, instead of singing along, I listen to it and climb up on some intellectual high ground and tsk-tsk my way through it.

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Things I Know

Today is my grandma’s 123rd birthday. No, she is not here to celebrate. She passed away 40 years ago this August. Though I turned 12 just a few days before her passing, I have relatively few memories of her. She was placed in a nursing home when I was about 9 and spent the last few years of her life there. Though the facility was actually within walking distance of my home, I let one traumatic experience keep me from visiting as I should have. I regret that but also acknowledge I did the best I could at the time. This story isn’t really about that though. I have written quite a lot about my grandma – perhaps out a deep sense of guilt for not visiting – I am going to map out a rough sketch of the things I know.

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