Gosh, I really loved her. She died when I was 9 years old. I was with her (a trauma for another day) My brother sent this photo, which I can't remember ever having seen before, but I remember the hat and gloves, which played a large part of dress-up. Grandma had a box in her closet that had only dress-up stuff for the girls. I can still see the navy blue dress and the black velvet pumps. Thanks Pete!
I just realized that I haven't posted for a long time. I also realized that I never posted the photo of Grandma's cherry tree. So here it is. That's me (the tall kid) and sister Andie with Grandma. The house still stands in Chicago, but the tree is long gone. Can you see the date at the bottom?