My earliest memories of my Great Grandmother we of coarse my childhood- of a lady with a warm smile and comforting hug. A grandmother who had a passion for baking and making sure her grandkids got their fill when they were over visiting with mom and dad...even if was before supper time. :) One of the first people to show me how a grandfather clock worked, Grandma Geryk stoof me on a stool, and showed me all the gears and mechanical wonders that made the clock tick. It was from that point on a had a passion for wanting a grandfather clock... it reminds me of grandma Geryk.
I remember the days of when Grandma Geryk and grandpa Paul had their ouse on Lindsey Street, in Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada. It was there that our family was a central hub of acivity and conversation. Erick, Brett, and most of us older kids would be running around the house, in a fit of energy or outside playing in grandma's yard. Our younger cousins, yet to walk on their own two feet were the pre-meal conversation piece of how fast the children grew up and how time flys. My Uncles would be crowded around a relative's new Buick, investigating the newest technological advances of the time and marveling at the mechanical wonders of the various family vehicles. My Aunts and grandparents on the other hand- busy with converstion about up-comming marriages and events the family had planned together.
Meal time came, and a sence of pride was evident on my great-gradmothers face as she saw the enjoyment of the family from a quality- defined meal... more of a artwork for each person to enjoy. Perhaps it was also a little of the anticipation for my grandmother's desert... the desert that she had presented to the grand-kids well before the first coarse of our meal. I'll always hold close to my heart the memories and good times of my grandmother, who I will forever love for her warmth and kindness. They say that you take something from everyone you come into contact with while growing up, and it helps you grow as a person, to define who you are. If that is the case, I can only hope I will take as much of my great-grandmother as possible and carry that through-out my life, to pass onto another generation. For that, I think this world would be a much better place.