In Memory of My Fascinating Grandmother

My grandmother rode a Harley back in the day that "ladies" didn't ride motorcycles. But at her funeral in 1992, directly following my high school graduation, we girls wore black hats, diamonds, or pearls in reference to the very certain "lady" she was in our eyes.

RIP Gaga. Say hi to Majorie for me. I'm sure you'll be fast friends.

Dearest Holly,

What a beautiful tribute to GaGa. A meaningful life, a beautiful woman, and without GaGa, you wouldn't be here. The randomness and mystery of life. May she live on in you!

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Janice

Hey Holly,

I didn't get too know my grandparents at all because they died before I was born. But I have a GaGa, my Aunt Mattie. She was a real lady and she just never took any stuff from anybody. She died on April 1st, which was very ironic in her case. My Aunt loved to play jokes and on April Fool's Day I just knew she told the doctor to tell me she had passed away. I really thought that would have be a really cruel joke but, I would have gotten over it.

She was disabled,so she required help everyday with a bath and getting dressed. She was so meticulous that you would have to wait for her to get all her jewelry on (6 rings,earrings,necklace,watch,bracelets ). I miss waiting for her.

Your grandmother really is amazing, especially for the times she lived in. I hope you write down more of her life as a permanent remembrance of her for your family. I wrote my mother's story of life around WWII (in Japan) and actually published it because it was so interesting. It's a valuable keepsake for the family, well worth my time and effort. So now I encourage everyone to write down their own family memories to save for current and future generations.

Hi Holly,

Thank you for sharing. I will forever look at you differently as you enter the pool thinking of your Gaga. I was very lucky to have two amazing grandmothers. Neither quite like your Gaga but one looked amazing and had great humor and the other most amazing Italian cook and such an incredible love for her family.

So glad to have you moving in next door as we can share in the stories as you have Italian dinner with us, almost as good as my grandmothers, and we share loving family stories...we are both so lucky to have such memories.