My Great Grandmother, Verna Nadine Mayhan - My grandmother kept this photo in a beautiful pewter frame on her bedside table and now I have it in my living room. I never got to meet her, but somehow - I knew her. I was at my grandmother's side listening to her end of many of their telephone conversations, listening in as they talked about the weather; heat, rain, huricanes; Neighborhood cats the two of them had taken in, especially one particular tom cat of Verna's, that she was fond of; Family; who was having a baby, getting married, where they were working, who had come to visit her that day. They would remenisce about the early years and still gossiped about Mrs. Gerloff, the lady who had lived next door some 50 years earlier. Verna talked a lot about her youth in the letter's she sent to Gran. Stories of Newport, AR and her childhood, which had been so much different then that of her own children. When I think of her, I think of her as if I had grown up with her right next door like Gran and and I miss her too. |