Generations

I must be in some kind of nostalgic mood. I started copying to the computer a lettre sent from my dad's mom to my step mom about 25 years ago. It all details how my grandmom used to make turkey curry. It is quite a haphazard recipe frankly, but luckily, I have some clue how to make it. My mom used to make something very similar with shrimp. It's basically a curried gravy with a meat put in it. It is not the indian style curry I make. 'Scuse the ego there, but I am a darn good cook really, with no one to cook for much.
The lettre for me is really a look into my grandmother's personality. I only got to know her after I was in my teens, and only had maybe ten years before she passed. My grandfather and I had a special relationship, started whe nI was quite small by lettres he would write me. I wish I still had them. I remember the stories he sent.
And I really miss my grands, all of them. My very military family- four generations worth- has never been physically close to one another, so relationships have had to develop in other ways. I knew Granny and Gramps, and Diddy and Pop, better than my sibs, due to proximity. I got to have a little time with them as a young adult, which I don't think many of the others did. I wish I had had more.

I think I will have to publish the lettre once I get it copied.