Let me tell you a little about them. My papaw Ford and I weren't real close. He was a quiet man. He work hard for years helping to bring up 9 children. He was a hard man at times to deal with . I remember story's my Dad told me about him, Like how my mamaw hit him on the head one time with a steel skillet. He had been fussing all day long and her got feed up and grab the skillet off the stove ( and it was hot) hit him in the head and told him to shut up and go to his room. Later when dinner was ready he came to the table and was starting to pray when everyone noticed he had a big red spot on his head ( he was bald) everyone started laughing so hard he got up and went back to his room.
My Mamaw Ford was very special to me. She was the type of lady that if you needed anything she would give it to you. She would feed the homeless that would come in on the train or if they came to her door. She always said you never know when you may be in the presents of an Angel. She had a garden every year and Many times I watched her shell peas and butter beans , make jelly and pickles. An could cook like no one else I new. I remember being in her living room and we would be dancing and she would come in doing the Charleston. She was so cute. I miss her so much especially around Christmas time she loved Christmas.
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My Papaw Whitaker was the grandfather I was very close to When he died I think a piece of myself died with him. It's hard knowing that because some one decided to rob his store that it was their choice when his life would end. He was always there for me and took me every wear with him. I guess you could say I was his little side kick. I remember when I was little he had a CB in his truck and we would talk to truckers that were on the road. We went on trips together. He owned his own store when I was little and I would go in there and get what I wanted off the selves. He spoiled me real bad. I still miss him everyday. This Feb 23, he will be gone for 29 years and it still like yesterday at times....My Mamaw Whitaker was a real lady, She never went any wear with out her nails done, Hair and makeup on her face. she was so beautiful . I use to tell her all the time that she should have been a model. She was a very strong woman after papaw passed away. She worked as a dispatcher for UWA, in Livingston, AL. She worked hard and never asked anyone for help. She did everything on her own. I was very proud of her. When she found out she had lung cancer it was hard watching her go down. We all took turns staying with her and I stayed alot and alot of running back and forth. The whole time I got it in my hard that I was trying to save her and she fought for 6 months. When she passed I felt like a failure. It was very hard because we got very close. We all loved her so much.
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We all miss them everyday. I remember thinking when Mamaw Ford passed away, that I was no ones Granddaugther any more. But I was wrong as long as I live they will live inside me.
