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Christine62

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This was a great story. Kinda creepy. Reminds me of a story I wrote about a kid who goes to visit his grandmother and finds out she is a Robot alien/guardian from another planet. No one dies in mine though. I liked it...three magazines I sent it to did not. What to do.

Old people are sometimes creepy--especially to kids. My stepmother's "Gramma" was a itty bitty Ukrainian lady with sunken eyes, no teeth, and fine hairs sprouting from her face. She didn't speak any English and yes she wanted to hug and plant hairy kisses on both cheeks. She wasn't a witch but an angel who made Pierogi (think of a Chinese dumpling but with potatoes or sour kraut). Yum!
 

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This was a great story. Kinda creepy. Reminds me of a story I wrote about a kid who goes to visit his grandmother and finds out she is a Robot alien/guardian from another planet. No one dies in mine though. I liked it...three magazines I sent it to did not. What to do.

Old people are sometimes creepy--especially to kids. My stepmother's "Gramma" was a itty bitty Ukrainian lady with sunken eyes, no teeth, and fine hairs sprouting from her face. She didn't speak any English and yes she wanted to hug and plant hairy kisses on both cheeks. She wasn't a witch but an angel who made Pierogi (think of a Chinese dumpling but with potatoes or sour kraut). Yum!
Come to Winnipeg - we have lots of Ukrainians here and very good Pierogi!
 

Neesy

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believe it or not I have a gluten allergy so I can't eat perogi--but I make them for family and friends--they're Okies and don't know from Perogi--they love them!
John Candy (when he was alive) would come to Winnipeg and order cases of Ukrainian food from a restaurant called "Alycia's". I am not a big Perogi fan (Just how IS that word spelled anyway?). I like a nice meaty cabbage roll without an overabundance of rice - my Mom (who was Scottish!) used to make them. I guess it was more of a German style cabbage roll. The ones I have had here have way too much rice and not enough meat.

Now what was the original topic of this thread - oh yah - Gramma! :wow:
 

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John Candy (when he was alive) would come to Winnipeg and order cases of Ukrainian food from a restaurant called "Alycia's". I am not a big Perogi fan (Just how IS that word spelled anyway?). I like a nice meaty cabbage roll without an overabundance of rice - my Mom (who was Scottish!) used to make them. I guess it was more of a German style cabbage roll. The ones I have had here have way too much rice and not enough meat.

Now what was the original topic of this thread - oh yah - Gramma! :wow:
gramma-Mercy
 

Neesy

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Hi King Family Fan - did you know your Gramma? I had one in Scotland and I apparently met her when she came to Canada but I was only five months old so I have no memory of her. The other one was French from Quebec and I don't remember her either. She died early of diabetes so I never got the chance to spend time with her.
 

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Hi King Family Fan - did you know your Gramma? I had one in Scotland and I apparently met her when she came to Canada but I was only five months old so I have no memory of her. The other one was French from Quebec and I don't remember her either. She died early of diabetes so I never got the chance to spend time with her.
I did know my Grandma. I have a 4 generations picture with my Grandmother and my mother and My oldest child. Gramma pasted shortly after that. So a special picture as my mom has sense passed as well.
 

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I did know my Grandma. I have a 4 generations picture with my Grandmother and my mother and My oldest child. Gramma pasted shortly after that. So a special picture as my mom has sense passed as well.
:grin:That is lovely - nice to see four generations together like that :thumbs_up:
I have a picture that was taken shortly after the birth of my first child of our five generations. Great Grandma, Grandma, my Father, myself and my baby son.
Gran lived to be 108 years old and was, for the last year of her life, New Zealand's oldest resident.
 

Neesy

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I have a picture that was taken shortly after the birth of my first child of our five generations. Great Grandma, Grandma, my Father, myself and my baby son.
Gran lived to be 108 years old and was, for the last year of her life, New Zealand's oldest resident.

Gee - you've got good genes Flake (and that's a nice blouse, too!) :laugh:

If I am lucky I will live maybe another 20 years (going by my genes) so I am keeping my fingers crossed!
 

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I was fascinated by my great grandfather and great grandmother. They were both depression era people, he was born in 1910, she in 1913. Both of them had more life experience than I could ever hope to have and just listening to them talk about events they had lived thru was mesmerizing. One of the things I've remembered my whole life that my great-grandfather said has defined a lot of how I interpret events and think about life in general. I was very young, about 9 or 10 years old. I noticed on several occasions looking at portraits hanging in their house that no on in any of the photos was smiling. There were several photos of my great grandfather and great grandmother together, their parents, etc., I finally asked my grandfather one day why no one was ever smiling in the pictures. My grandfather, whom I don't think I ever saw without his pipe present in the corner of his mouth, stopped what he was doing, gave the pictures along the wall a long hard look, repacked his pipe with Prince Albert, lit it, puffed thoughtfully on the pipe for a few moments, looked down at me very seriously and said "Boy, back then we didn't have much to smile about." That was it. That's all he said, the matter was closed. At that moment, at that age, the meaning behind what he said didn't really make sense, but the older I got, and the more history I learned, the more it made sense and I've never forgotten how matter of fact and serious he was when he told me that. Both my great grandparents, Troy and Mattie, went to the clearing at the end of the path several years ago, but both of them have always remained close in my thoughts and when I'm bitching about some petty event in my life I try and remember what they both lived thru before I was ever born. I believe they were truly part of the toughest generations of Americans.
 

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I was fascinated by my great grandfather and great grandmother. They were both depression era people, he was born in 1910, she in 1913. Both of them had more life experience than I could ever hope to have and just listening to them talk about events they had lived thru was mesmerizing. One of the things I've remembered my whole life that my great-grandfather said has defined a lot of how I interpret events and think about life in general. I was very young, about 9 or 10 years old. I noticed on several occasions looking at portraits hanging in their house that no on in any of the photos was smiling. There were several photos of my great grandfather and great grandmother together, their parents, etc., I finally asked my grandfather one day why no one was ever smiling in the pictures. My grandfather, whom I don't think I ever saw without his pipe present in the corner of his mouth, stopped what he was doing, gave the pictures along the wall a long hard look, repacked his pipe with Prince Albert, lit it, puffed thoughtfully on the pipe for a few moments, looked down at me very seriously and said "Boy, back then we didn't have much to smile about." That was it. That's all he said, the matter was closed. At that moment, at that age, the meaning behind what he said didn't really make sense, but the older I got, and the more history I learned, the more it made sense and I've never forgotten how matter of fact and serious he was when he told me that. Both my great grandparents, Troy and Mattie, went to the clearing at the end of the path several years ago, but both of them have always remained close in my thoughts and when I'm bitching about some petty event in my life I try and remember what they both lived thru before I was ever born. I believe they were truly part of the toughest generations of Americans.
Great post, ghost19 - my grandparents were like that, too. We truly don't appreciate how easy we have it today compared to that generation.
 
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This story is one of three King stories that have actually frightened me. That put fear right into me and gave me nightmares. I've remembered it in detail ever since. Just re-read it last night. Right before bed, around 2, with everyone else in bed. Good move. Anyway, I think it's terrifying. And exceptionally good.

Kelly
 
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krwhiting

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Just reread this to compare it the recent movie adaptation - Mercy. Great, creepy tale. So-so movie which 'movie Cujo'ed' the ending. :hammer:

I watched the movie with my older kids. I was expecting a very different ending and was surprised. But the movie deviated quite a lot from the story, which was much more chilling and dark than the movie.

Kelly
 
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