Memories of Summer and Grandma
“When she was good, she was very good indeed, but when she was bad she was horrid.” -Longfellow
The 9th year of my life is when my hormones-and attitude- kicked into full gear and I was miserable to be around. My mom had her hands full with three other kids ages five and younger and didn’t know what to do with me because I was just awful. So, I spent a lot of time with my grandma who had much more time and patience than my mom.
If I could pick a time to go back to, it’d definitely be my 9th year because that was the year my grandma and I were 9 together. We were inseparable. I loved waking up on Saturday morning and scouring through the paper with my grandma, circling the garage sales we wanted to visit and planning out our route. We’d stock up on string cheese (a treat for me) and hit the road in my grandma’s big boat of a car. I was her navigator and couldn’t wait to scope out sales as we drove by. I’d spot something interesting and couldn’t get out of the car fast enough to see if it was a treasure.
Those Saturdays of spending time with my grandma and treasure hunting were some of the very best days of my life.
If you’re looking to make some memories with your kids or grand-kids by bargain hunting, why not start at the Hawk’s World’s Largest Year Sale this Saturday? Our yard sale will be held at the Broome County Fairground in Whitney Point this Saturday from 8am-3pm rain or shine. Discover more here.