Grandparents
Feb. 14th, 2009 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This morning I called my mom to wish her a Valentine's Day. For no particular reason, she mentioned to me that her mother was born on February 12th, 1885. For those of you who actually knew or met your grandparents, this should help to put things into perspective.
Growing up, I had one living grandparent, my father's mother Clara. And from my earliest memories, she scared me because she looked so ancient. She looked somewhat like Sophia from Golden Girls, except older. And I often couldn't understand her. Her voice was somewhat gargled, and she had a strong Portuguese-New-England accent. She always wore black. And in so many ways, she was the typical European stereotype of the matriarch of the family. She was all I knew about the concept of grandparents.
Yet, so much of that cultural identity is the sort of thing that utterly and completely fascinates me now. Siiiiiiigh.
I wish I could have known all of my grandparents. It would be interesting to know first hand who they were.
Growing up, I had one living grandparent, my father's mother Clara. And from my earliest memories, she scared me because she looked so ancient. She looked somewhat like Sophia from Golden Girls, except older. And I often couldn't understand her. Her voice was somewhat gargled, and she had a strong Portuguese-New-England accent. She always wore black. And in so many ways, she was the typical European stereotype of the matriarch of the family. She was all I knew about the concept of grandparents.
Yet, so much of that cultural identity is the sort of thing that utterly and completely fascinates me now. Siiiiiiigh.
I wish I could have known all of my grandparents. It would be interesting to know first hand who they were.
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Date: 2009-02-15 04:33 pm (UTC)