
This picture was taken right before I graduated from High School. My Mother, my Grandma Bessie (my Dad's mother) and me. It was taken in our Preston house.
My Grandma Bessie liked to dress up and always wore a hat. She was a very sweet woman. My mother says of her: "She was my best friend".
Grandma lived in town. Whenever we would go to town, (about five miles from our house in Winder) we would go by Grandma's for a visit.
I don't remember my Grandpa much. He didn't like to go places. He was a "homebody". Grandma would always come to anything I was in, but not Grandpa.
My Grandma was a great cook. She seemed to aways have something good ready for us to eat when we came for our visits. When I learned to drive, I would go to town to pick her up and take her to the stores. She never learned to drive.
Grandma Bessie was not very tall. I would guess about five feet. She always told me that I was her favorite. I didn't realize until at her funeral, while talking to some of my cousins, that they all thought that THEY were her favorite. She had a way of making you feel so special. I miss her!!
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