My Granny was an Indian

Today was throw back Thursday and it made me think of my Granny because I put a picture on facebook of her and my sister Janice. My Granny was an Indian although I don't know how much. She had long black hair and was really dark so she looked full blooded. Her maiden name was Byrd which sounded like an Indian name. I kind of favor her with dark hair and dark complexion.


I spent my summers at her house and I have such good memories of that. My sister Janice stayed with her a lot even during winter. But I mostly stayed in the summer. When she got her social security check we would ride a taxi to town. We would have a day of  going to stores and eating lunch at a drug store. Back then they had soda fountains and grilled or pimento cheese sandwiches. That was such a treat.


Then we would go to a book store and look at magazines. She loved Debbie Reynolds. At that time   Eddie Fisher and Elizabeth Taylor had just  got together. She hated Liz. You would have thought she knew Debbie personally because that is what she called her.


Last stop we would go to the grocery store. She bought me bottled sodas  which I wasn't used to getting. Pickle loaf for sandwiches. I usually had one for breakfast. It was such a fun day and then when we got home we would read our movie magazines and drink pop. At home we never got to do that.


Back then there was no TV but what you don't know about you don't miss. We just had a radio. No air conditioners. Just fans. Granny would sit a pan of water in front of it to make it a little cooler. It didn't seem as hot as it does now without air.


She always had a pack of Kool menthol cigarette's up in her cabinet. She hid them from my Grandpa.She would ask me if I wanted one but I always declined. I was only about 13. Back then they knew nothing was wrong with tobacco.  


I inherited one thing from my Granny. I got the table I always sat at as a child. It was a square wooden table. It has a round big leg in the middle. One side had a bench. My Granny sat at the end and I always sat next to her. My daughter Jana has a bench at her table too. I had told her about Granny having one. It is just a tradition. I am fixing to redo that table and use it in the house in Sweetwater. My Granny was one of my favorite people in the world. I hope my Grandkids can say that about me.