Christmas is over - Christmas cards are done - and I can now get back to my Heritage Album.
This page is devoted to my beloved Grandma. We lived in the same house - we were upstairs and she was downstairs. Every morning I would visit with her. When I was a bit older, we played games, sang songs, read books, and she would curl my hair in "dolly curls". One of our favorite songs was "Dance with the dolly with the hole in her stocking", which I would later would sing to my granddaughter. Sadly, my Grandma became very ill when I was about four and died just before my fifth birthday. But, to this day, I lovingly remember the time we spent together and carry a part of my Grandma in my heart.