..granma venegaz..7-26-1900-7-05-1979
Granma was cool. Really. She had this way about her.
She never walked in a straight line, but side to side, I liked that about her.
She could play you a mean game of Trouble, and blame you for cheating!
On New Years Eve, she always had her entire house spotless cleaned, even her linens ironed, ALOT of food cooked, cuz she believed what you did on the eve, was how you lived all year.
I loved the smell of her kitchen downstairs, kind of like wooden matchsticks and hot peppers on the skillet.
She always had a stack of fresh tortillas for every meal and would insist even if you weren't hungry - "EAAAAT EAAAAT". I do believe I've had one tortilla too many!!!
I loved it when we were allowed to go upstairs, I'd sit on her couch and she'd play the piano, odd, I remember the curtains there, they were paisley. There was a hallway that I called secret since it wrapped around the house in a weird manner.
We'd go outside in the back yard and eat sour grapes till they were coming out our ears.
We'd sit on the bench in the front, and I can still smell her roses.
She loved bingo and I always said: 'she died doing what she loved'....
