Doctrine & Covenants: section eighty-nine
-- April 13, 2004 from the private journals of Rebecca
"Not always, but some days, like today, the smell of brewing coffee takes me back to being a five year old and staying at Grandma and Grandpa Allen’s house in Herlong with my cousin Kimmie. I picture my Grandmother sitting in her flowered print chair, either doing a crossword puzzle or knitting and my Grandpa brewing her coffee. It is just an imagine, not really a memory or a story, but a picture I have of my Grandmother in my head."
-- December 16, 2003 from the private journals of Rebecca
"While we were trying to get on the entrance to the Golden Gate Bridge today a women cut us off. I turned to look at her and noticed that she was smoking her cigarette with a cigarette holder. My Grandmother used a cigarette holder when she smoked. I have always thought my Grandmother was very elegant, very Audrey Hepburn-ish."
-- February 2005 from notes on a napkin shoved in the private journals of Rebecca
I miss my Grandparents. Of course I only knew them while I was young but the memories and images I have of them are all wonderful. I will always remember them as very beautiful people.
In loving memory of Clarence and Julia Allen.
**And as a side note Congratulations to Lisa for being written up in one of those tiny little papers… THE NEW YORK TIMES