re: #35 Quoth the raven, Covfefe.

Despite the tension between my dad’s family and my mom’s family, the grandmothers wound up getting along famously later in life. It was a family tradition that they would get together over Christmas at the family estate and put together a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle. When my mom’s mother passed in 2006-2007, it was the beginning of the end for my dad’s mother, who had lost her jigsaw partner and one of her best friends. She had retired from city work in the same time frame, so when she discovered she had pancreatic cancer a few years later, the end was unfortunately brief.

Mom’s Mom and Dad’s Mom got along but I wouldn’t say they were friends. Just two totally different women as I got at downstairs. They did have some stuff in common of course besides my parents and brothers, they were and are both staunch Democrats, heavily influenced by the church they grew up in, loving to their children, and wiling to lend out a helping hand.