tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805240350660716504.post4282218975701905670..comments2023-06-24T08:54:48.416-07:00Comments on Love, Sarah: A Wee Woman, Despite the Use of LardSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09893760682589689853noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805240350660716504.post-23361552598542223162014-03-03T21:50:27.406-08:002014-03-03T21:50:27.406-08:00Lovely essay. I'm glad that you are using your...Lovely essay. I'm glad that you are using your waiting time wisely and writing. Your grandmother sounds lovely and properly British. Cheers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805240350660716504.post-30455777539261689752014-02-07T14:01:06.417-08:002014-02-07T14:01:06.417-08:00We (Smith people) should compile a book of all our...We (Smith people) should compile a book of all our memories. Maybe together we can all have a more complete history? (although I highly doubt any will be this eloquent!) I love that she left us things we all enjoy. You have her tart pans and cookbooks, I have her crochet hooks and knitting needles and the fancy wooden box she kept by her bedside. <br /><br />I was just telling Danny last night about how she is the one who taught me phone manners. "Smith residence." Always so proper. Love this essay. Brings back wonderful happy memories.Moon Whalerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05129626711155921570noreply@blogger.com