Tuesday, April 1, 2008
A Conversation Over Dinner
I had a dream about a week ago that I was having breakfast with my maternal grandmother. Her name was Gladys but we all called her Granny. I don't remember much from the dream. I just remember her laughing with me and she was drinking coffee. If you ask anybody who knew her, they'd say that she was one of the sweetest people to ever walk on Earth. No lie. She was a special lady. She grew up in South Carolina. Her parents and grandparents were slaves. At an early age, she picked cotton and share cropped as well. She also worked as a domestic. She did all of this on an elementary school education. She and my grandfather raised 6 kids in the segregated south. She was a very special lady. She died in 1979. I was only 6 yrs old at the time. I have fond memories of her but I know more about her now than I did at 6. If I could, I'd love to sit down with her and have a conversation. There'd be sooooo much to talk about. And so little time.
If you had the opportunity to have a conversation over dinner with someone, who would it be? A relative? Someone famous? Someone who is deceased? What would you talk about?
The floor is yours...