Grandma Katherine — A Memory

My grandma, Katherine Baker, was a very quiet, timid woman.  My earliest memory of her is of visiting her in the Creighton Hollow home, a row house that no longer exists because it was torn down for the new highway to go through there. I remember going through the living room, at the front of the house, into the kitchen and meeting Grandma there.  In my memory, the first thing she would say was, “Do you want a piece?”   “A piece” was a piece of bread with butter and jelly on it.  My brother, Ed, and I would sit at the kitchen table and eat our jelly bread.  We liked the jelly bread and expected to have it when we visited Grandma.  It was a treat.

Grandma did not show affection in a tangible way.  I don’t remember hugs, or kisses, and she never, in my memory, said, “I love you.”  I remember once when I felt really loving toward her and I said, “I love you,” to her, she did not respond in any way.  I wanted her to say that she loved me, too.  I felt disappointed, kind of let down.  But I think I felt love, even though there were no hugs that I remember, and no expression in words.

I remember sitting on the porch swing with her one day.  It seems like I was visiting her by myself.  I asked her, “Grandma, what is your name?”  She told me, “Katherine.”  I said, “Katherine, can we go for a walk?”  She was indignantly upset.  “Don’t ever call me that,” she told me.  “I am your Grandma!”  I never tried to call her that again.  I think we didn’t go for a walk either.

About NJ

I love to write! I realized in 9th grade that I really enjoyed writing. Every two weeks we had assigned topics that we were to use to write an essay. I liked writing the essays.

I’m a mom and a grandma. None of my family live nearby, but they visit when they are able to come.

I’ve been a pastor’s wife and a grade school teacher. Now I’m retired and enjoying visiting others, and indulging myself in my hobbies, –writing and art activities.

I’m very thankful for the blessings in life.

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2 Responses to Grandma Katherine — A Memory

  1. Sally says:

    Nancy, I have similar memories of our maternal grandmother (didn’t know our other grandparents; in fact Mom’s dad passed away when she was five) but Big Mama would always have ‘tea cakes’ waiting for us when we arrived. And, always sent us back home with some wrapped in a tea towel. Such a great memory. 🙂

    Thank you for sharing yours.

  2. Judy Miller says:

    My Grandma made me butter and sugar on bread.
    My Great Grandma made butter and jelly on homemade bread warm out of the oven.
    We never forget those memories.

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