Dreams of my father
The memories of my grandparents are fading. Growing up, I had the fortunate pleasure of having two sets of grandparents. Neither one were the traditional "Granny/Grampy" type. One set I referred to as Crapaw and Grandma Bea... fiery and always experimenting on something. The other set, Pawpaw/Grandma, always had a beer and a cigarette in hand. They taught me how to count by gambline with cards and dice. My first memories are of them or because of them. I only have one grandfather left, and he's a shell of what I remember. It makes me sad. I can't quite remember their voices or features, like height, eye color.
I have a recording of a book my grandmother wanted to write. It's called Sagika. I transcribed it not too long ago. I could probably write a book around it but there's a bunch of race references that were the norm at the time, but in our super hyper-sensitive world would probably be too extreme. Maybe one day I'll write it.
I really wasted my time with them, being a rebel and striking out on my own. My mother always said I would regret that, and now I do. I guess it's the price you pay for growing up.
In the mean time, I've started putting pictures of Bebe on I can haz cheez burger.com
I are watchin' CNN!!!
Office Bunny
I can haz facebuk acowt?
Teh Power to Fly
~Mar~
I have a recording of a book my grandmother wanted to write. It's called Sagika. I transcribed it not too long ago. I could probably write a book around it but there's a bunch of race references that were the norm at the time, but in our super hyper-sensitive world would probably be too extreme. Maybe one day I'll write it.
I really wasted my time with them, being a rebel and striking out on my own. My mother always said I would regret that, and now I do. I guess it's the price you pay for growing up.
In the mean time, I've started putting pictures of Bebe on I can haz cheez burger.com
I are watchin' CNN!!!
Office Bunny
I can haz facebuk acowt?
Teh Power to Fly
~Mar~