Itje Flikkema

Grandma's Legacy

When I think of my grandma, I think of a string of memories instead of a single one. She had a warm presence and loved her family. I grew up in Califormia, but every visit to Michigan was a fond one, filled with childhood games, special dinners, and daily teatimes. Distance withstanding, I received many handwritten letters and knitted items, especially slippers, from her.
Sometimes I think of the unique challenges my grandma faced in her life. She,...