grandparents

Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.

  • chandra louisa
    Published 4 days ago
    Folk Wisdom and the Problem of Raising Children - Chapter 2

    Folk Wisdom and the Problem of Raising Children - Chapter 2

    Indeed, not all of the experiences that the folk has drawn or the grandparents' words are false and outdated. The ancients were very good at observing the phenomena in life, from nature to society, to make their life easier.
  • Rudyard
    Published 4 days ago
    Caregivers Creating a Safe Home for those with Dementia

    Caregivers Creating a Safe Home for those with Dementia

    When disease or injury affects brain areas responsible for various conscious and subconscious cognitive processes such as emotions and memories it leads to altered perception. The loss of memories, ability to reign in emotions and process information such as visual structure and colors may cause misrepresentation of the environmental object, e.g., a shadow as a sinister being.
  • Rich Monetti
    Published 17 days ago
    Part III : Ada Monetti Looks Back at her Life

    Part III : Ada Monetti Looks Back at her Life

    The last we left Ada, she had a date to keep with Charlie, and the 22 year old followed through. They made for Broadway and Guys and Dolls brought the curtain up on their relationship. But things were moving a bit faster for one side of the pairing.
  • Rich Monetti
    Published 18 days ago
    Part II : Ada Monetti Looks Back at her Life

    Part II : Ada Monetti Looks Back at her Life

    On July 4th, 1951 Ada Cafueri spent the day at Yankee Stadium with the skinny guy from the around the corner. “He was older and got taller,” Ada said. But while the doubleheader amounted to a date, the pairing still fell under the umbrella of friendship, according to Ada. Even so, the unsupervised 18 innings had to meet with approval from above.
  • Jose Soto
    Published 21 days ago
    Pomegranate Seeds And Hardened Dirt

    Pomegranate Seeds And Hardened Dirt

    The dirt from the backyard of Guillermo's aunt Silvia's house was holistic and dense. It was hard to break apart and wasn’t mixing well with the water he had brought out in a coffee mug. Guillermo wanted to sculpt a small mud castle for his abuelita, or grandmother. Right before he started online schooling, Guillermo's art teacher was teaching the kids ceramics using mud. Guillermo had sculpted a turtle, which his teacher then baked in an oven to harden. Guillermo now wanted to sculpt a castle for his abuelita.
  • David Cundy
    Published 28 days ago
    Rowsley, Bacchus Marsh

    Rowsley, Bacchus Marsh

    Bessie Davison, my mother, was born on 29th January 1926 at a hospital in Essendon. Joan was born 10 minutes before her. They were very small twins and were several weeks premature. The doctors told my grandparents that, due to the complications with the birth, these were the only two children that they should ever have. However, they had 4 more children: Olive (Ollie), Edna, Lindsay and Lesley. None of the children received second names. Mum was known as Betty for virtually her whole life.
  • Neecee B
    Published 29 days ago
    Memories Of A Troubled Child

    Memories Of A Troubled Child

    <div>A good memory from my childhood all lead to my grandparents. Because my parents where a train wreck and would be a made for TV show, except it would be too graphic. I can remember so many small events with them that I am certain they are a big reason that I did not end up another child from a bad home that ended up on the streets.</div>
  • Archibald Jacobs
    Published 29 days ago
    Where The Brolgas Dance

    Where The Brolgas Dance

    Crunch and rumble. That is a sound that I didn’t know that I missed. It is a sound that marks the end of the sealed road and the start of the dirt track that lines my Nan’s farm. The tyres of my car no longer securely placed on the asphalt but having to content with the variable landscape into which we venture. There is no crunch or rumble in the city it is all smooth and metallic, polished to a sheen to appease the mass hypochondria that settled upon the world in what felt like overnight. Don’t go outside into the big bad world, strangers with strange illnesses will infect your lungs, if they don’t infect your mind first. You must get your food delivered by a man who’s face you can’t see behind his safety mask. Crunch and rumble. Like the dust in my rear-view mirror, the rules of the city, once so abrasive to take in, are now behind me and begin to settle.
  • Rich Monetti
    Published about a month ago
    Part I : Ada Monetti looks back on her Life

    Part I : Ada Monetti looks back on her Life

    Ada Monetti was born on East 55th Street in Manhattan. Her father went to work everyday at Giovanni’s, and her mother and grandmother did the domestics before the family moved to the Bronx in 1941. But prior to departing, Ada did leave her mark on the Catholic School she attended.
  • Rich Monetti
    Published about a month ago
    More Stories from the Old Country

    More Stories from the Old Country

    Luigi and Maria Ancora emmigrate to Argentina
  • Rich Monetti
    Published about a month ago
    Ada Monetti Remembers her Father

    Ada Monetti Remembers her Father

    Nonno was a gentle, loving father, according to his daughter Ada Monetti. However, he did set limits and enforced boundaries. “I got spanked,” Ada said. “I was stubborn” But any chance of lingering feelings always reverted back to Angelo Cafueri’s fatherly baseline.
  • ShadowsPub
    Published about a month ago
    Fond Memories of A Quiet Grandmother

    Fond Memories of A Quiet Grandmother

    Both of my grandmothers were born in the final years of the 1800s. Both of them lived more than 99 years. My paternal grandmother was 101 when she passed, my maternal grandmother 99.