grandparents mrow I wonder what he was like 051212 ... hubert ya ..I only have one grandparent.. my grandpa 051212 ... birdmad on my father's side, i have almost no memory of my grandfather... he died 2 weeks after my 4th birthday and at that point, i had no idea what death really was. My dad's mom was warm, and lively, but she had a stern edge to her. living sdo far awasy from her and not always having the opportunity to go see her, my memories of her are not as strong as those of my mom's parents. She did have the complaint that she didn't understand me when i tried to speak spanish, but based on all of the different sources from which i learned, it couldn't be helped. My mom's parents were both sweet in my memory, my grandfather with his khaki work-clothes and his little dogs, making jokes and playing tricks. tinkering at his workbench in the garage, inevitably smelling of sweat and gasoline. giving us little sips of the blindingly sour grapefruit juice/tequila cocktails he occasionally drank on saturday afternoons while watching TV... just to see the pucker on our faces from the taste. My grandma, small and easygoing, but with an occasional feisty streak; working in her kitchen with the same casual enjoyment as my grandfather in his garage, she had worn paths in the tile as age turned her walk into a shuffle i miss them. 051212 what's it to you? who go blather from