Dear Grandma.
How are you? I am fine. I am all growed up now. I may be taller than you finally. Things are fine here. I wish you could have known my wife and kids, I am sure you would have loved them too. Many times my boys remind me of me so I know you would have to love them. And my wife, well she would have loved to sit and talked to you all afternoon like mom did. I know I was your favorite and so did all my sibs. It's common knowledge now, so you don't have to try and hide it any longer. I still think about you often. I wonder if you would have still come out to our house and helped Cindy with the laundry she would have loved that. Every time I am outside and I hear the city bus pull up to the corner and those brakes start squeaking, I always say here comes grandma. Just like when I was a kid. I think of all those army men and comic books you bought me and my brothers. You probably would have had a lot more money if you hadn't. But I think you thought you were rich with grand kids. I still remember the night you died. I was very selfish and was out with my friend Dunk. We were driving around and I happened to drive by our house. It was late, probably around 11pm and I saw Aunt Bonnie's car there. I told Dunk I better go home I think something happened. Sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, you were always there for me. I think I still owe $20 for the tires you helped me buy. Sorry.
All those times I ran away from home and went straight to your house. You would make me some delicious SUGAR cookies. Not like the ones that Jan makes now and calls them Grandma's Sugar Cookies, no yours were edible. After supper and cookies you would let me spend the night. The next morning you would give me money to go to Caldwells and get some comic books. Oh Richie Rich and Jughead, they helped me through some rough times. And you to Little Lotta. It's hard to believe you have been gone for 30 years today. I love you and miss you.
How are you? I am fine. I am all growed up now. I may be taller than you finally. Things are fine here. I wish you could have known my wife and kids, I am sure you would have loved them too. Many times my boys remind me of me so I know you would have to love them. And my wife, well she would have loved to sit and talked to you all afternoon like mom did. I know I was your favorite and so did all my sibs. It's common knowledge now, so you don't have to try and hide it any longer. I still think about you often. I wonder if you would have still come out to our house and helped Cindy with the laundry she would have loved that. Every time I am outside and I hear the city bus pull up to the corner and those brakes start squeaking, I always say here comes grandma. Just like when I was a kid. I think of all those army men and comic books you bought me and my brothers. You probably would have had a lot more money if you hadn't. But I think you thought you were rich with grand kids. I still remember the night you died. I was very selfish and was out with my friend Dunk. We were driving around and I happened to drive by our house. It was late, probably around 11pm and I saw Aunt Bonnie's car there. I told Dunk I better go home I think something happened. Sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, you were always there for me. I think I still owe $20 for the tires you helped me buy. Sorry.
All those times I ran away from home and went straight to your house. You would make me some delicious SUGAR cookies. Not like the ones that Jan makes now and calls them Grandma's Sugar Cookies, no yours were edible. After supper and cookies you would let me spend the night. The next morning you would give me money to go to Caldwells and get some comic books. Oh Richie Rich and Jughead, they helped me through some rough times. And you to Little Lotta. It's hard to believe you have been gone for 30 years today. I love you and miss you.
Your favorite grandson Joe Bozarth
16 comments:
Oh Joey...you make me cry.Grandma was something special-always there and ready to help. I remember all our dinners with her and Grandpa and playing cards.She was all about other people, never ME ME ME.What a great lady...I miss her too
you made me cry too, and I am at work....shame on you, your grandma would not approve!!! Actually I think she would have loved your blog. I wish I'd have known her, but from what you tell me about her, I hope to be the same kind of grandma, but i better start practicing my sugar cookie baking skils. Do you think when she got to heaven she said to God "hey send John and Paulette a cute little boy to love"???
No, she probably said "God, please make Jer do some dishes"
I was going to say something nice, Joey. Not now.
(Too busy crying. Grandma was such an unselfish and loving woman. I miss her too.)
I remember that no matter what meal you were eating Grandma always had fried potatoes. They were delicious! I don't know if anybody else in the family can make those or not. If there was a picture of a Grandma in the dictionary it would be yours. I've always remembered your sound advice, "Shut the ice box!"
You Bozarth kids were so lucky to have had such a loving Grandma. She impacted your lives in such a positive way, that you are all better people, for having had her. I know another grandmother that's just like the one you Bozarth's had. Drew, Noah, Blake, Aiden and Ty have a grandma named Paulette who is cast from the same mold as Hazel was. They're a rare breed, because they don't even realize, how much they do, they just enjoy and love their grandchildren. Both generations are blessed!
I have very vague memories of Great Grandma and Great Grandpa. I would have only been 4 when she died. I do remember their house and going over there with them.
Uncle Joe, that was very touching about Grandma. I wish I would have had the opportunity to know her. She would have probably called us her twins like everyone else. I have always heard stories about how she would do loads and load of laundry then even bring it home with her to do more. She must have been one awesome woman.
Jer wishes she looked that good!
Who is Barney Arnold, anyway?
Who's Jer?
Was grandma bosomy?
Twenty dollars for tires.....divided by seven siblings cheated......carry the 4....with interest for 30 years....looks like each of your brothers and sisters are owed $6.17.
Sincerely,
Dewey, Cheatam, and Howe
Six dollars and seventeen cents! At five percent interest, over thirty years it comes to exactly $742,312.22 each. Dewey Cheatam and Howe should get themselves a calculator, or just have Todd do their figures for them.
what a great letter, it made me laugh and remember the same moments, I could cry but how lucky we all were to have had such a wonderful grandma, thanks for the blog
Your comments made me cry too. We were so rich in so many ways. Grandma Bozie was a saint on earth and we had another Grandma just as saintly. The biggest difference was she had 33 grandchildren and Grandma Bozie only had us. We were lucky indeed.
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