August 11, 2007

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  Mrs. Morhua's grandmothers

  The last of the eldest generation is gone, it is truly the end of an era. Two grandmothers within a month of each other. The first, paternal grandmother was 97 years old, she died a couple of weeks ago. The maternal grandmother, age 99 died today.

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  I remember once that Mrs. Morhua's dad, who was 60 at the time, got a speeding ticket whilst visiting his mother. Being a friend of a local judge, he called and said that he intended to pay his fine but wondered if the judge could see to it that the "crime" didn't make it into the local paper because he said, "I don't want my mother to see it."

  Needless to say, the announcement did make the paper and his mother said something like, "I see you were going a little fast." Busted.

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  The maternal grandmother kept her wits about her until about a year ago when she had a heart attack, then things kind of unraveled. She once told me that she remembered visiting relatives in a covered wagon when she was a little girl. She was also able to recite a poem from memory that she'd learned in high school.

  Both grandmothers were fascinating to speak with, they were a wealth of history and information and they will be sorely missed. I think that there is a base of knowledge that is lost every time someone of their vintage dies off and the sum of all human knowledge drops a few points. The first-hand knowledge is gone, all that remains is the history.

   

   

   

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