Final Postcards From My Grandmother, 1972

This is the last post of a four-part series. To read the first three posts, go here, here and here. It was summer, 1972 — exactly 45 years ago. As my grandmother Peg set out on a once-in-a-lifetime trip to Europe, I was almost two years old and learning to talk in the U.S., and my future husband was about

Continued Postcards From My Grandmother, 1972

This is the third post of a four-part series. To read the first two posts, go here: Postcards from My Grandmother, 1972 More Postcards from My Grandmother, 1972 After Wiesbaden, Paris and London, my grandmother continued on to Athens and Rome. Although she found Greece entirely foreign and unbearably hot, she was fascinated by the culture and in love with

More Postcards From My Grandmother, 1972

*This is the second post in a four-part series. To read the first post, go here. After landing in Frankfurt and traveling to Paris, my grandmother departed for London on June 27th, 1972. She explored the city for one week and made a side trip to Stratford-Upon-Avon. By the end of the week, she loved London for its history and

Postcards From My Grandmother, 1972

When I think of her, I picture her sitting at the kitchen table next to the window, working on the crossword puzzle in the Denver Post. A deck of cards sits in front of her next to a stack of papers to be graded. Depending on what day it is, she’s either watching the weekend golf tournament or looking forward