#ThrowbackThursday: Remembering My Grandmother

My Grandma Fernicola would be 101 this month.  I've been thinking about her a lot lately and remembering things like this:

When I was 6 or 7, we were at the supermarket in the produce section and she started eating loose grapes that came out of the bags.

Me (knowing my mother never let me put a piece of fruit near my mouth without washing it first): EW! GRAM! What are you doing? That's DISGUSTING.
Gma: Shhhh. They're going to throw them out, those loose ones.
Me: You're supposed to WASH them before you eat them.
Gma (shooing me out of the produce aisle): Be quiet. Come on.

As we walked away, she was whispering to me defensively: They're going to throw them out. It's a waste!
I just kept mouthing "EW."

And I suppose that's the difference between a child of the '80s and someone who lived through the Great Depression.

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Well, here she is.  Happy #ThrowbackThursday!
In the years between the Depression and having to defend her loose grape eating at supermarkets to her mouthy granddaughter, she was a style star.
gma gpa F

 

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