Edith A. Wilson

Edith was my grandmother. Although years have passed since the last time we've seen each other, she has often been in my thoughts. My fondest memory of her was when I spent a summer with her. She made me fresh popped popcorn and vanilla milk shakes. I remember a picture she had on her night stand of my Dad when he was in the Army. Going further back, I remember my Grandpa taking me for rides on his tractor when they lived on the farm. May God bless her soul...she may have passed but her...