I had the priviledge to travel to Nome and be with Gram and have her all to myself :)
A cup of this is equivalent to several oranges in vitamin C.
Gram dresses up to go the the post office. Whenever we go somewhere, we run into someone she knows. I remember standing by her or Papa for 15-20 minutes while they'd visit with others at the store, PO, just out and about. I loved it!
A pair of Gram's handiwork.
I spent a week in Nome with Gram, just the two of us and did we have a lot to catch up on. We talked a lot about Papa (passed in '97). Gram had a lot to say about their younger years, how they met, their early marriage years and then on. It was as if 60 years hadn't passed and all the events had happened yesterday. The photos of Papa really left a deep impression on me. The picture of him is when he was in his late 20's or early 30's. The photo is of him doing the 2 foot high kick during the 4th of July games (he was the winning participant that year). As a child, I knew of him from his sixties until his passing and I always knew he was a strong man. I was fortunate to have Gram pass down stories from a lifetime in which I did not experience. Gram is doing well and trusts God each day for her well being. We had a chance to do some salmonberry picking, something that I will never take for granted as there isn't much of them in interior Alaska. Visiting in Nome, in a way, changed me for the better. Living in Galena, although Alaska, is a different culture, it's as if Gram helped me to remember where I come from.
You may already know that we ventured from Galena down to the Kenai Peninsula to visit friends and to do a little fishing, almost a MONTH ago. Although its taken me a few weeks to post, consider the fact that, because we are technically renting a place to live while we await closing on our house, we haven't had regular access to the internet. Well, I can hardly excuse my own self for not posting these sooner, in fact, I am in Nome visiting my grandmother, where I can do such posting business! The trip. It was quite an experience to feel the rolling waves and coordinate pulling a relatively heavy fish, but the Harris' caught on' (oops, haha) quickly and would definitely like to return next summer if time and money permit. For the most part, the gentlemen on the boat were amazed with Romay and she kind of just acted like a spotlight was on her the whole time we were fishing. "Wow, only 11!" "Imagine how she'll fish when she's 16!" Let's just say that she won the heart of the captain, who allowed her on the steering deck as we were driving the hour and a half back to Homer. I just know that I will catch up with blogging as the inevitable school year is rolling in, so I'll save more for later.