Great-Grandma Louise

In this 5 generation picture, the old lady on the far left is my Great-Grandma Lousie, which is my children's Great-great Grandma Louise. This week's Fro' you to me I'm going to share a little story on my Great-Grandma Louise. The old lady is a wretched old woman. Notice I said IS? She's still alive.

My memories of her bring nightmares to children. She LOVED to scare the crap out of us grandkids. Here's a couple little tricks she pulled on us:

When we'd stay the night at her house, she'd put a rubber band around her wrist and tell us that if we didn't go to sleep that her hand would fall off and come get us.

We went camping once and she made Indian Stew ~ the kind where you actually bury the bag to cook it. After it was done she told us that the Indians would be back for their stew so if we don't eat it quickly they'd kill us.

She'd tell us scary stories and tell them to be true so we'd be utterly frightened to death while laying in our sleeping bags, in the wilderness, camping. I still don't understand how my mom allowed her to be around us.

There's another little slice of dysfunction in my family ~ My Great-grandma Louise.