Memories of Thanksgiving

In addition to loving Halloween.... I love Thanksgiving. (I love all holidays) I've been thinking about past Thanksgivings recently. I remember some of my most favorite memories of Thanksgiving when I was a child were at my Grandma and Grandpa Radmall's. Grandma was always so thoughtful. Whenever we went to her house after traveling, there was always food to eat. She always went the extra mile for us. She was the kindest Grandma. I remember spending two weeks with her right after my Grandpa died. She seemed really sad, but didn't say very much. I made brownies for her and she showed me the stitching she was working on. I read a little to her. Grandpa always was laughing and telling hilarious stories. He could barely tell them because he was laughing so hard. Those are cherished memories. I have good memories of my Grandma Mencl also. I went to her house one summer and spent two weeks with her. She helped me make a quilt and we watched baseball together. My Grandpa cut the strips of fabric out for us and my Grandma helped me arrange the squares into a pattern. I have it all put together, hopefully during the Christmas break I'll be able to get it quilted. I'd love to have it in usable condition since all of my Grandparents have now passed away. Then I can have it spread on a bed where I can think about them more often instead of folded up in a closet upstairs. My Grandparents were wonderful, I miss them.