My grandparents were from Germany. They were very proud Americans and Christians. My granddad was a blacksmith and farmers would come to him and ask to make something from steel and without any blueprints he could make it better than what the farmer asked for. They were poor people but we did not realize it as kids because there was always great food on the table. My grandma insisted that we all meet for dinner on Sunday's after church. My granddad come from a family of 11 children. They were wonderful but strict with us grandkids. I miss them still today but cherish the memories.
__________________
I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible.
|