My Great Grandmother, Mary Wright, is, drum roll please... 102! When she was 100, she got a letter from Barack Obama, congratulating her on turning 100.
She is starting to lose her memory, and almost everything is slipping away. She doesn't remember me or Maryel, but she remembers that she likes having us around.
At her house in Fairfax, she keeps little candies in two glass pigs, mints in one and Hershey kisses in another. I love the mints, but the Hershey kisses sometimes mix with the mints and make them taste minty. Those are my favorite.
I haven't been all around her house but I know two rooms very well. Once you go through the front door, you step into her kitchen. To your right is a counter with the glass pigs with candy in them, and to your left is the kitchen. We'd put our stuff on the table and walk straight into the living room. Read more »