Growing up Going Country, All We Do at Home is Turn the Heat Up

Thanks for sharing that story, Sherry, I could just picture how everything must have looked and felt.  I bet there was a lot of emotional warmth there, too.  Sometimes, don't you just wonder how our grandparents survived the way they had to live?  My grandmother used to talk about having to sleep 3 or 4 to a bed (there were 10 kids), using cardboard to replace the soles of their shoes and, when she was done with the 8th grade, she had to get a job to help support the family - all she got to keep of her pay was money for the streetcar.  And yet, my grandma and her sisters were the funniest bunch of ladies I ever knew.  Life got better for them and they remained close until they died.  One of her sisters literally died laughing!

Thanks again!

Gimme some more quilts!

I grew up in a cold house...we had these electric space heaters and sometimes it would get so cold in the house...we could see our breath.  I am thankful for heat I will tell you that!

So would you rather have it cold or hot do you think? 

Thank you Sherry for another wonderful story...please do keep writing here!