And Then There Were Grandchildren

There's nothing quite like the lineage we call family. For Wright, it seems but a blink of an eye since she sat watching her grandfather peel apples in a long strand or since she tasted the strawberry Jell-O her grandmother made and topped with fresh cream from the cow she milked that morning. But as is often the case, more time has passed for Wright than she cares to admit. With memories always in jeopardy of fading away, lost to future generations, it is important to share the pictures an...