Wow. What memories! Pasted a huge smile on my face just reading it. I mean seriously. Thank you.

I already know that I could write a larger reply than your post, and I'll not do it. But the memories are washing over me like the tide.

I remember being 'promoted' from the kids table to the adult table. A really big deal. It never occurred to me that it was as much about needing space at the kids table as being old enough to sit at the adult table.

I knew two Great Grandmothers. One never learned English and the other was a true daughter of the frontier. Amazing women both. One lost a brother in WWI and a grandson in WWII. Had I a son he'd have been named for the WWII guy...

Thanks Snook. This is just beyond wonderful.