I wonder what it would be like to be ONE CENTURY old. Grandma Mason has seen the beginnings/changes of cars, computers, the internet, cell phones, subways and many, MANY other things. She has lived through the depression and two world wars. She has outlived all of her family except for one daughter (my mom). She has left quite the legacy. As we celebrated her birthday this weekend, I learned that Grandma has never broken a bone; she has traveled to Europe and Tahiti; she grew up on a ranch and spent her summers canning peaches; her first car was a Studebaker and she got her driver's license at 15 (fyi, that would have been in 1926). But even with all her glory days, I will always remember grandma for her quick wit, sense of humor, and openness. I'll remember building card houses and feeding the squirrels in her backyard. And I will remember the way that she tears up when she says goodbye nowadays. I love you, Grandma.
Grandma was given the beautiful lei by a Tongan family in my parents' ward.
Grandma with all of her living female descendants.
Grandma with all of her grandkids, minus one. We might be few in number, but at least we are pretty. (That comment is for Randi and Rachelle :) )















