My Grandmother Eulogy

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LIFE WITH LIZZIE "Gratitude is the memory of the heart," wrote Jean Baptiste Massieu. My grandmother, Mom Mom, was Emma Elizabeth Spencer Beavers. She detested "Emma," preferring "Elizabeth" or "Lizzie." The Spencers were known to be peculiar. Grandpa Spencer asked his wife to hold a glass. He shot off her fingers with his pistol. Mom Mom was not our "real" grandmother. She was our great aunt. Mom Mom and Granddaddy took in Mother, their niece, when she was seven. They were always Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Gatha to her. When Mother graduated from Mississippi College for Women, she began a career in Tennessee. Mother received a letter from Granddaddy asking her to come home. Mom Mom had a hysterectomy and …show more content…

She met Daddy at First Baptist Church. They married. I was born thirteen months later, breech and premature. Daddy said I was always in a hurry, trying to get head of myself. My parents worked. Childless, Mom Mom, took care of me. My colicky sister was born three years later. Mom Mom had attended Mississippi Normal College. She was almost a spinster when she married Granddaddy at twenty-five. Mom Mom taught me to read using primers from her one room teaching days. I learned to play "America" on the Kimball piano she had painstakingly refinished. Mom Mom made sugar cookies and yeast rolls. When I was sassy, I learned another use for a wooden spoon that did not involve baking. Days were spent riding broomstick horses and climbing the Mimosa tree. When Mom Mom called, I answered, "Here I am." My sister would not answer. She had a meeting with the wooden spoon. Spending the night with Mom Mom was and adventure. We went to bed at dark. We rose at four. The kitchen table was prepared the night before and covered with a cloth. We feasted on bacon, grits, scrambled eggs (Granddaddy called cackleberries), and toast. We drank coffee that was mostly milk and

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