My Great Grandmother

My great grandmother Johnson is the person who I looked up to most during my lifetime. She and my great grandfather were divorced. Now in their day divorce was something that kings did to get their wifes off the throne. Divorce was unheard of. She pushed for it and was granted her wishes. But there was a catch. In the 1940s divorce wasn't like it was today. The spouse with the most money got the kids. There was no child support or alimony. My grandmother and her sister were with their father most of the time because he owned a factor in Easton and had boat loads of money. Grandma Johnson took care of herself and was a wonderful mother despite the circumstances. Despite everything she was still a lady. She always had her nails painted bright red and her hair was impecable When she was in her fifties she met a many named Jerry Johnson. She fell in love with him and they moved from Connecticut to Florida and we only got to see her once a year in the summer to escape the heat. About seven years ago she moved back to Connecticut when Jerry died. It was great because we got to see her all the time. A few years later she died of a heart attack and my grandmother and mother were crushed (and me as well). She was a pillar of strength and wasn't afraid to be who she was. A year ago we had an aniversary party for my grandmother and grandfather. We told the caterer that we wanted three apetizers and they had brought four. My parents and aunts and uncles didn't want to pay for something extra that they didn't order. The caterer said it was on him. We opened the box and inside be pigs in a blanket. This was my great grandmother's favorite apetizer and we hadn't ordered it. We all knew that she was there is spirt that day.