My Grandma Scherer
When thinking of a Grandma...I think of my Grandma Scherer. Granny was born in Germany. She has been deceased for some time now.....and I miss her ever more. My mom would visit her mom every other year and I was always envious of that; as I wanted to go and be with, My Granny! There were times when Granny would come for a visit and stay with our family for weeks and even months at a time. I was always happy when she arrived. She had gifts for all...no that's not the reason I loved having her here!
Granny was a gentle person and so elegant. She wore the best clothes and shoes. Her jewlery, was to die for! I had thought many times over; when she came to visit, just how young she always looked. As years passed, my mom told me she had several facelifts. It didn't matter to me; as she was My Granny! She didn't like to speak of her age. On one of her visits, I remember taking her to our local coffee shop. I was so proud of her and wanted all to see. I remember introducing her as," My Grandmother!" She was not happy to have all hear that; as she said," don't call me that, in front of anyone!" We laughed when we got out in the car. She just looked at herself with such pride and I knew that. It really didn't bother me; as that was My Granny!
On one occasion, I remember Granny going out on a date. She had met a man at the local coffee shop. Granny would get her hair done every other week. It would be bleached or washed and styled. The date came in between her hair appointments and she needed to have her hair fixed. With no time to spare, she had my mom drive her down to the nearest drug store. There she bought a wig...a really ugly one! It had a cloth band around it and the hair part looked like cotton candy..to me anyway! Granny took pride , in that she would not leave the house or even answer the door without her make-up on and her hair done; not to forget the best clothes on.... Hey, that sounds like me!!! Anyway, the afternoon of her date, she decided to wash the "cotton candy" wig and hang it on the line to dry. We had lots of wind that day and my mom and I noticed it had blown dow. My Grandmother was outside, running after her wig..she did retreive it. She was ready to get all dressed up and waited for her date. I remember him being much younger than she; but that didin't matter, as she was happy. Off they went and to this day, my mom and I still laugh about what we saw.
Granny loved the beach, so I would drive her to the ocean. We would sit and talk about how beautiful it was. We had a small park up the street from our house and we would sit on a bench and talk there, too. She spoke English very well...I thought. She would occationally excuse herself with words of the English lauguage. We always understood ourselves and I always looked forward to being with her.
When Granny was back in her Country, we would write often. She knew how much I loved dogs and would always send me Doggie postcards....to this day, I have them in a box and cherish them. Granny would send us Christmas packages with lots of goodies. The Gummy Bears were the best, and not yet in the U.S. The cookies and cakes in Germany are not as sweet as ours here..which I like more. The wrappings on the gifts were so different and looked forward to getting everything she sent. I still have two German dolls she sent and would not part with them..ever!
I miss those days; with My Granny! She gave me many happy times when growing up and I love to think how much she influenced me in so many ways. I miss her so...
Granny was a gentle person and so elegant. She wore the best clothes and shoes. Her jewlery, was to die for! I had thought many times over; when she came to visit, just how young she always looked. As years passed, my mom told me she had several facelifts. It didn't matter to me; as she was My Granny! She didn't like to speak of her age. On one of her visits, I remember taking her to our local coffee shop. I was so proud of her and wanted all to see. I remember introducing her as," My Grandmother!" She was not happy to have all hear that; as she said," don't call me that, in front of anyone!" We laughed when we got out in the car. She just looked at herself with such pride and I knew that. It really didn't bother me; as that was My Granny!
On one occasion, I remember Granny going out on a date. She had met a man at the local coffee shop. Granny would get her hair done every other week. It would be bleached or washed and styled. The date came in between her hair appointments and she needed to have her hair fixed. With no time to spare, she had my mom drive her down to the nearest drug store. There she bought a wig...a really ugly one! It had a cloth band around it and the hair part looked like cotton candy..to me anyway! Granny took pride , in that she would not leave the house or even answer the door without her make-up on and her hair done; not to forget the best clothes on.... Hey, that sounds like me!!! Anyway, the afternoon of her date, she decided to wash the "cotton candy" wig and hang it on the line to dry. We had lots of wind that day and my mom and I noticed it had blown dow. My Grandmother was outside, running after her wig..she did retreive it. She was ready to get all dressed up and waited for her date. I remember him being much younger than she; but that didin't matter, as she was happy. Off they went and to this day, my mom and I still laugh about what we saw.
Granny loved the beach, so I would drive her to the ocean. We would sit and talk about how beautiful it was. We had a small park up the street from our house and we would sit on a bench and talk there, too. She spoke English very well...I thought. She would occationally excuse herself with words of the English lauguage. We always understood ourselves and I always looked forward to being with her.
When Granny was back in her Country, we would write often. She knew how much I loved dogs and would always send me Doggie postcards....to this day, I have them in a box and cherish them. Granny would send us Christmas packages with lots of goodies. The Gummy Bears were the best, and not yet in the U.S. The cookies and cakes in Germany are not as sweet as ours here..which I like more. The wrappings on the gifts were so different and looked forward to getting everything she sent. I still have two German dolls she sent and would not part with them..ever!
I miss those days; with My Granny! She gave me many happy times when growing up and I love to think how much she influenced me in so many ways. I miss her so...
posted by Joyce at 8:36 AM
3 Comments:
Your Granny sounds like a character...much like my Granny. Although in Totally different ways! Great tribute!
Aren't grama's wonderful? You just told part of the "grama story" I have already started telling my granddaughters -- first we are babies, then little girls, then mommies, then if we are lucky gramas! Loved hearing about your granny! Love, Terry
I love hearing grama stories, it makes me think of how much I miss Grama D. Thanks for sharing.
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