Saturday, August 1, 2026
My deepest sympathy to Kennedi and the boys. I loved your grandmother. She always made me feel so at home. I will never forget the aftrnoon I stopped in for a minute. She offered me rhubarb. Told me to go cut some. It was almost two pm and I hadn’t had any lunch. Told her I would have to go home and get something to eat first. She said, “Come with me.” and marched me into the kitchen, sat me down, placed a knife, plate, bread and peanut butter in front of me and said, “now make yourself a sandwich.” I know she will pass on the hugs to your mum. Sending my love. Rev Marian
