tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post9099735769504031000..comments2023-10-04T12:51:14.370-04:00Comments on Late For the Sky: Travels With My Dead MotherJohnnyBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15180525463194370759noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-7423218888073422142009-10-11T23:54:57.474-04:002009-10-11T23:54:57.474-04:00This almost made me cry. I don't really know ...This almost made me cry. I don't really know why. I'm stressed and tired and that makes me emotional. I guess I have never really heard you talk about Grandma Margaret. This post probably quadrupled the amount of stuff I know about her. I'm sad I didn't get to really know her. The only times I remember being with her are when I threw up when she was visiting and when we went to Vegas and we had breakfast somewhere.<br /><br />Also, I totally remember going to her friend's house. I remember being painfully bored.Allienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-86648011660188041902009-10-10T21:20:36.913-04:002009-10-10T21:20:36.913-04:00I loved it, too!
But what were you doing making pi...I loved it, too!<br />But what were you doing making pies in the back of the station wagon?<br /><br />KarenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-67260465306151070382009-10-09T20:40:34.985-04:002009-10-09T20:40:34.985-04:00Love, love, LOVED it! It made my sad day into a ha...Love, love, LOVED it! It made my sad day into a happy day.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873414533050795935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-69052961557398053002009-10-09T19:09:36.252-04:002009-10-09T19:09:36.252-04:00I remember the boyfriend sitting on Grampa's a...I remember the boyfriend sitting on Grampa's ashes, now that you mention iy. I still don't remember the memorial service - and I would have thought "the evil twins" would have sparked that memory if I was. The evil twins could be a whole nother post.<br />What did you think of this essay in general?JohnnyBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15180525463194370759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-333539265933373892009-10-08T21:01:05.769-04:002009-10-08T21:01:05.769-04:00That should be "we didn't GO into"That should be "we didn't GO into"Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873414533050795935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2174718128367043918.post-84668390249321653142009-10-08T20:59:43.464-04:002009-10-08T20:59:43.464-04:00We didn't into the service at Gramma Weigand&#...We didn't into the service at Gramma Weigand's funeral because Mom thought we were too young (I was 10, you were 8) and should be concerned with life not death. There was a service for Grampa Weigand and I remember because the evil twins were there. I didn't remember that you weren't there. Then Grampa's ashes stayed at our house for awhile before Mom took them back to Niagara Falls. I remember because my boyfriend had a heart attack when I told him not to sit on Grampa when he was starting to settle in on the couch.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08873414533050795935noreply@blogger.com