I don't have any memories of Grandma Breckenridge except her really sick  years.  She was always in bed hooked up to oxygen.  I was  only seven when she died and I remember feeling guilty about playing with Jenny  Cragun at her funeral, but not guilty enough to stop.  The only thing I  remember about Grandpa Breck (when he still knew who I was) was his mustache  tickling.  I used to really love that.  I do remember him being  very funny.  Then one time I went to visit him and he called me  Linda.  That made me very sad!  I don't think he ever knew who I was  again.
 Grandpa Lauritzen is just as fuzzy in my memories as Grandma  Breckenridge.  We did irrigate the backyard once and  floated candles on the water--and who of the Lauritzen crowd didn't play  cards?  I was in the second or third grade when he died.  I woke up  one morning and hated school so much that I was on my way to Mom's room to tell  her I was sick and couldn't go to school.  Then I noticed Amy packing a  garment bag on Mom's bed and found out he had died.  I ran in my  bedroom with a smile on my face and told Holly "We're going to Utah!!"  I  really loved Utah and REALLY hated school.   Grandpa was the last  thing on my little 7 or 8 year-old mind.
 Grandma Lauritzen is the one I have lots of memories of.  Her house  always smelled so good.  The smell of bacon will always remind me of  her.  Jason and I brought Ashley a couple of times to have dinner with her  when we lived in Provo.  She saved special treats for our kids when we went  Trick-or-Treating, too.  I loved to sit and talk with her and see how  similar her mannerisms were to Dad's.  She was always saying how much she  never watched t.v. and yet the t.v. always seemed to be on, tuned to  Matlock.  She would also tell me how much she disliked that Jay Leno, but  she always watched him.  I loved to spend time with my little Grandma who  could always keep a conversation going.  She was strict, but I liked  that.  She died when Jason and I were living in Ogden.  It's funny  that so many of you were there with her when she died, and I  was only one hour away and didn't make it.  I took time for granted that  day.  
 I love my grandparents because they made my parents who they are, and they  are pretty fantastic!
 

 


 
 
 
 
 
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when we lived in Provo, we would go trick or treating there, too! I forgot about that. She did make us feel special!
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