we lived in Compton and my Granny Austin was a few blocks away. We could walk to her house for a while. Then she moved a bit farther away and it was too far to go without the car. When I got older and we had moved to Long Beach...when I got my driver's license (this was years after the 2 years in France), this grandma had moved to Glendora. I started going to her church and spending weekends with her. They taught me to play card games, different foods to prepare...she had a magnificent garden with lots of black-eyed peas...and she was a semstress (so was my mom) so I learned from her. I also learned to crochet and to knit. I used to go shopping with her to the industrial section of Los Angeles...boy, she could out=ship me!! I would be dying before she was through!! Lots of yardage, etc.

My dad's mom lived in Hobbs, New Mexico, so we didn't see her unless we took a trip there. I remember lots of trips, and lots of cooking together. Later, she came to live with my mom and dad here in Bakersfield, and when I moved here she was with them. She was diabetic, but it never stopped her from baking chocolate cake and storing it in the freezer! LOL!