My Great Grandpa Nick- my grandmothers father worked for years as a engineer in the first World War. He traveled all over the world and saw many things, from the pyramids of Egypt to beheadings in the Middle East. I was about 7 or 8 when he died, and thankfully being the oldest Great Grandchild I have memories of him. My fondest is when he gave me my Shetland pony Buttercup and a cart for her to pull that I could ride in.
My Great Grandmother- Micky as she was called. Really Adeline McCormick Pearson. She lived to the ripe old age of 103. She was cutest thing you have ever seen. She made the worlds best Macaroni & Cheese, Clam Chowder, Fried Chicken and the #1 cookie of all times. A cookie that in fact was so good my mother and I got in a fight over them and didn't talk for a few months. She was the funniest little thing and I miss her dearly.
and then there is my Grandfather. Papa as we called him. It has almost been 16 years since we lost him and it is still hard to write this. There is so much I could say about him but it comes down to this. He was the best grandfather a girl could ever have.
I miss you all!!!