On Tue, 16 Nov 2004 23:51:23 GMT, "Doug Kanter"
wrote:


"JohnH" wrote in message
.. .


My maternal grandmother's primary contribution to my life was an endless
supply of chocolate pudding and oatmeal/raisin cookies - the ultimate
display of love. Her husband was a feather costume specialist who made
his
money creating costumes for the Rockettes. He wasn't home much. My main
memory of him was Rheingold beer. :-)


Asked and answered in a previous post. You're still a good man,
regardless of how much chocolate pudding you consumed. Besides,
grandparents pass values to their children. They *spoil* their
grandchildren! I'm about to get my fifth (in a few more months). This
will be the fourth grandson, with only one granddaughter. Guess which
gets spoiled the most!

My son (15) still says nobody makes grilled cheese, apple sauce (fresh) or
scrambled eggs like his grandmother who was his day care provider for about
3 years when he was little.


I spent my first eight years and my 12-14th years on my grandfather's
farm in Minnesota while my dad was doing his share overseas in the Air
Force. He had a tremendous influence on me. Much more than my dad. My
grandmother's main claim to fame was kicking us kids under the dining
table whenever we did or said something wrong - which was *often*.

John H

On the 'PocoLoco' out of Deale, MD,
on the beautiful Chesapeake Bay!