Today is my grandmother's 90th birthday: born on this date in 1925 in the Bronx, the seventh of eight kids. She moved out to Long Island circa WWII, and has lived there ever since. Many of my favorite childhood memories involve visiting her in Mineola. Back in the 70's, she used to host me and two of my cousins (one a couple years older than me, the other a year or two younger) for a week or so in the summer, to give our parents a break; as a parent of two kids about the age we were at that time, I find this kind of incredible now...
Anyway, she's still going strong at 90, and recently returned from a Caribbean cruise with my parents, my aunt and uncle, and three of her siblings (one of whom will hit 100 this September). We don't see her as often as we might like, but the kids love her, as you can see from the "featured image" above (also reproduced below for the RSS crowd...)
I mention this not only because she's awesome and we love her, but because I'll be spending the day driving down to my parents' to say "happy birthday" in person, then home for the kids' bedtime. So if there's anything you want from me, it'll have to wait until tomorrow...
The Pip and SteelyKid having fun with their great-grandmother.
Happy Birthday! She looks way younger!
My maternal grandma died some weeks before my wedding, a month shy of 95. My paternal grandma died a year or so after the twins were born, they got to meet her once but they can't recall. It's great your kids have their great-grandma around :) You clearly have some longevity genes in the family!
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Happy Birthday to an obviously wonderful lady!
My husband's grandfather just turned 90 last Saturday. Hopefully, he'll make it at least a few more years so our little one will remember him. (Just 4 months old now.)
Happy B-Day from one Long Islander to another. BTW, my dad just turned 95 and is going strong.