My grandmother would have been 118 years old today had she lived. She didn't, dying at the ripe age of 96. We think.
I wasn't her oldest grandchild. That honor goes to my two cousins pictured below, Janice Reed, who passed away earlier this year, and Dolores Oliveri who lives in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida.
But I was the first grandson, which in Italian families, carries a certain import that I presume includes wearing little dresses and berets. I do think the outfit served to inform and strengthen my feminist side.
I've written about my grandmother before on this blog and here I've chosen to repost the eulogy I presented at her funeral in 1995.
http://robamberg.com/blog/2013/7/4/hero-gram.html