the best mediocre photographer in seattle » Personal http://www.smbphotography.net/blog stephen brashear photography Sun, 18 Apr 2010 20:28:48 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 en hourly 1 Remembering Grandma http://www.smbphotography.net/blog/2010/03/rip-marie-brashear/ http://www.smbphotography.net/blog/2010/03/rip-marie-brashear/#comments Tue, 02 Mar 2010 04:12:46 +0000 sbrashear-editorial http://www.smbphotography.net/blog/?p=73 This morning my grandmother died. She was very dear to me. She was very dear to her five children, to her grandchildren and great grandchildren. She lived in Santa Cruz, while I was growing up in San Jose, so I saw her a lot, less so in recent years, but I got to see hear during Christmas for which I am grateful. While I didn’t get to see her much in the past few years, it’s hard know that a fixture in my life is no longer there.

Next to her apartment in Santa Cruz was a drive-in theater, which on the weekends hosted a flea market where my grandmother rummaged finding things she thought her friends and family wanted or needed. She also was a dumpster diver, finding things like a new leather jacket with jammed zipper. If she thought someone could use it she took it. When we visited her, she always had a box or several boxes of stuff depending what family we might see before she had the chance. When she visited our home, she was always busy with some chore or another. Constantly. She always had a stack of clothes for me to take up stairs. She had an energy that didn’t stop.

She always thought of her family first. She was always so proud of me. For what reason, I have no idea. Every time I saw her she reminded me of that, unabashedly. Probably the same as many other grandparents, but she was my grandmother. She survived a rough life, but that didn’t diminish her kindness and her love.

Aside from her unconditional love I will miss her apple pie, for which there was no recipe. Everything from scratch. No measuring cups. Every time she came to visit, every time she saw me, she had an apple pie for me. I know it is cheesy, but there was nothing like Grandma’s apple pie.

Below if a picture of my grandmother with my Aunt Kathy on Christmas Eve. I know I have a better picture of her, which I will post when after sort through my negatives and scan. I love you Grandma and I apologize for eulogizing you a post. You probably wouldn’t have wanted the attention. No worries. I don’t think any reads this blog anyway.

Grandma Brashear

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