Thanks Josie for the "kick in the pants!" I guess as Mom and Grandma I should lead out with "Memories of visits to Grandma and Grandpa's." I must say that those visits for this Mom was kinda stressful. I worried about what the kids would say or do or what they would break, etc. My kids were just normal?, average kids, full of life and mischief and my parents were just not used to that many all at once! I was grateful for the lovely meals they prepared for us at Christmas time and for the games they always had for the kids to play with - both indoors and out in the back yard. Grandma Palmer was always very welcoming to us, but Grandpa Palmer would always send the kids to the "back room" to play - with what? Children in his day were seen, but not heard. I guess he didn't want to see them either. The kids enjoyed the barn with the big rope swing and enjoyed Joel and Lois's kids and helping out once in a while with the milking and the hay hauling and other chores. And of course Grandma Palmer could make the best meals out of whatever she had! I tried to make "mush" like hers, but I guess hers just tasted better because Grandma made it. I would ask her what I could do to help, and she would always say, "you take care of the kids; I'll take care of the food." I told her, that was a deal. Most of you kids don't remember Aunt Jennie and Uncle Jed. Jennie was Grandpa Palmer's sister, and they had no children, so they would come to visit the Palmers. Aunt Jennie loved rings and things and would always hold her fingers "just so", so everyone could admire her beautiful jewelry. I loved Uncle Gene. He was Grandma's brother. He loved me too. Uncle Ted, her other brother and his wife, Aunt Celia, were also very kind to me. I worked with Celia at Cal Pack in 1964, so we were acquainted with each other. Grandpa's sister, Aunt Leone and her husband, Uncle Melvin, also had no children of their own, so they doted on all their nieces and nephews and even raised a nephew. I also knew Grandma's sisters, Aunt Rhoda and her husband, Scottie and Aunt Mary, who lived in Soda Springs. They were all good people and I'm so happy to have known them. Maybe I will just mention my own visits to my grandparents. As you know, my grandparents waited for a grandchild for a long time - 14 years! I can only imagine their feelings when they finally had one. My Grandma Pond loved me to pieces! (not always to my pleasure) I loved going to their home in Logan and drive by their place every once in a while, when I'm in Logan, and reminisce. Too this day, I love the smell of mothballs, because that was the smell that was in the linen closet in the hallway of G&G Pond's house. I loved their big old radio and my memory of Grandpa listening to Utah State games in his big easy chair. I loved their old player piano. I don't remember it ever working, but I loved pretending. It was traded in for the piano we had as you were growing up. I loved Thanksgiving around their lovely table in the dining room,(my favorite part of the meal was the fruit cup at the beginning and the carrot pudding with the yellow sauce at the end), and even enjoyed spreading my paper dolls out in the piano room, while the adults watched football in the living room and visited. They always played a few rounds of "Button, Button" with me. Aunt Ora and Uncle Arthur were my "substitute" grandparents on the Craner side. They lived in the old Craner home, which was built in 1911. I LOVED that old home. I loved to imagine my grandparents and aunts and uncles coming in from the barn and washiing up etc. on the old back porch (enclosed). I did a lot of "imagining" about the rotating china cupboard, which turned from the kitchen to the dining room, and the dumb waiter, which hauled fruit and other bottled goods from the basement to the kitchen. Max Craner told me that the grandkids used to ride on it. I never took a bath in the bathtub that I can remember, but it was sure fun to see that huge old tub in the bathroom. The living room was so lovely and had the original windows with the wavy glass and a few stained glass windows at the top. I enjoyed playing the piano in "the Parlor," and loved Aunt Ora's old sheet music. I also remember playing the old thick records on the old Edison phonograph on the front porch. The stairs creaked as we walked up to go to bed. I slept in the "girl's" room, and Mama and Daddy slept in my Dad's old room. Those rooms had big old walk-in closets, and the room that I slept in had my cousin Donna's fairytale dolls on the bookshelves. The large window on the east welcomed the sunlight in the mornings. It was so lovely! I remember a family reunion when my cousin, Annette (Aunt Annie's daughter, who was my age) was there from California. We slept width wise with another cousin. That was so fun! Aunt Ora was a delightful lady who twittered when she laughed. She was such a good cook and prepared wonderful meals for us when we visited. Uncle Arthur and my Dad loved to argue - mostly about church or politics. He had quite the laugh (a very loud one), as well as a loud voice. His hair was so wiry and stuck up everywhere! The lane on the west side of the house was lined with wild yellow roses. The barns and sheds were still being used when I was a kid and one memory I have was being butted to the ground by an old ram sheep. I can hear Uncle Arthur laughing now. Aunt Ora worked hard in her yards and gardens. They were so lovely. It isn't that way any more. I'm so glad for good memories. My Craner grandparents were very hard working people, and my mother's first visit to them was memorable to her. Grandma Craner had her come out and weed the garden with her. I will be excited to meet them on the other side of the veil and to renew my acquaintance with all my aunts and uncles.