Oh how I miss my Grandma!
This picture was sent to David & it really made me laugh. I'm sure my Grandma would have been laughing too. We used to drive down to Cincinatti to pick up my Aunt Pat, aka: Sister Margaret John. We would have the best time at the church & the nuns would all take turns showing us their collections. She would come for a week in the summer & for 2 days we would shuck corn, cook it, take it off of the cob & freeze it. There was nothing better in the middle of winter than our corn! It never seemed like a chore, we would talk, work & laugh. Oh, how I miss those days, my grandparents & my sweet Aunt Pat.