Iva Della Memories (Eva, granddaughter)
My sister has been after me to write down memories about a very special lady. So I’m sitting here doing just that. When I think about Grandma Della which is still quite often, I will get a smile on my face. I have many memories because she was my neighbor which I’m very grateful. My first memory is of me sitting in her rocking chair in the dining room. It’s cold outside but I’m warm and cozy as can be. Many think her place was too hot. But it was always perfect to me. Anyway, I’m sitting in the rocking chair and Grandma would be sewing. I don’t remember what we’d be talking about or what stories she’d be telling me. But I remember the sound of her voice, the creaking of the chair. Always a good way to spend an afternoon. I remember sitting there from seven years old or younger up into high school.