tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688376602948796254.post8455577892666145688..comments2024-02-11T11:25:22.155-05:00Comments on RUNNEMEDE REMEMBERED: Clean hands, pure heart?Judi Hahnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17285967082100392838noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688376602948796254.post-37213161807713767802008-10-30T23:34:00.000-04:002008-10-30T23:34:00.000-04:00I think the thing I'm most sad about when it comes...I think the thing I'm most sad about when it comes to Grandma is that I didn't get a chance to know her very long and most of the time I knew her, she was sick. That's a part of this blog I love the most. I get to see her through your eyes. I get to see her as a well person and see the kind of mom she was. She was always sweet to us and had a smile on her face whenever we were around. She would even give us hugs while Gramps would just pat us on the arm as we went upstairs for bed. But, she died when I was 13, I think, and I didn't get to have those memories with her like I did Grandpa - of which I have so many. Just so glad I can read about her on here. Read how she was when she was healthy and strong. Ya know what I mean? I miss them both and Aunt Annie too. I look forward to seeing them again some day in heaven and maybe by then he'll even be ok with us having onions. ;-)<BR/><BR/>OH - and one more thing, the one thing about Grandma that always made me laugh, even when I was little was when Gramps would tease her about something or say something ornery and she'd say "Oh Carl!" and act all offended. Soooo funny!Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16776841558515348759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688376602948796254.post-37925177835282777092008-10-30T19:56:00.000-04:002008-10-30T19:56:00.000-04:00Yeah, I remember the hands in the air, but I was h...Yeah, I remember the hands in the air, but I was high enough to reach the kitchen sink, so I had to wash in that sink. Did you ever try to wash your hands without touching the soap or the faucet? Not easy to do. Teeth come in handy for turning on the faucet. The soap -- too bad, so sad -- need to use hands for that. And yeah, he was a funny guy. Miss him so much. Mommy too. Like I wrote a few weeks ago, I still call them on the phone, and realize when I get the "The number you have dialed is no longer in service" blurb that oops, I can't just call them on the phone. Bummer.Judi Hahnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17285967082100392838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688376602948796254.post-88350083203026205632008-10-29T22:48:00.000-04:002008-10-29T22:48:00.000-04:00First of all, I miss hoagies. I haven't had one i...First of all, I miss hoagies. I haven't had one in YEARS! And, no, none of the sub chains can make anything close to a Jersey sub. One year when I was in high school, dad and mom went out to do something for Gramps and they brought me one back. It was a day old and had travelled 16 hours to get to me, but boy, was it delicious!! Anyway, one of my favorite memories of Gramps is when we would eat hoagies in that little kitchen of theirs. He's come and check on us 100 times to make sure we weren't touching anything. He would worry and fret and as soon as we were done eating, we'd walk to the bathroom with our hands in the air, faking him out, by pretending to ALMOST touch something. It was hilarious! I kick myself every time when I think of his memorial service in Runnemede and how I never mentioned that story. It just spoke of him so well I thought. This great man of God, who wore suits every day of his life, regardless of whether it was 100 degrees outside or not, was a funny guy who worried about onions in his house. So cute! I've said this a million times, but I miss him so much. He was such a character!Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16776841558515348759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688376602948796254.post-34762778308504943272008-10-29T03:32:00.000-04:002008-10-29T03:32:00.000-04:00Isn't it funny how food memories are so strong? I ...Isn't it funny how food memories are so strong? I would love to take my kids to South Jersey for three reasons:<BR/>1. To see Uncle Carl<BR/>2. South Jersey Subs<BR/>3. Mr. Softee<BR/>Oh, yea! And the onions would be slices so thin as to be transparent strings. I got so spoiled on those subs the few times I was up, I make my own as best I can. With the Olive Oil and Red Wine Vinegar, Oregano, salt and pepper- sometimes with Basil or garlic salt if we're in the mood. And a deli here actually sells capacola. The kids don't think Subway's sandwiches are as good as Mommy's, but they'd say the same of mine if they were compared with South Jersey's. Yuuuummmmm! Great, it's 3:30 AM and I'm hungry. I'll dream of subs...Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14784762298122330921noreply@blogger.com