Join a grandmother as she weaves a magical tale of how her granddaughter received a “boo-boo”. A story told one afternoon is a treasure forever.
On holidays and weekends in summer the author often stayed with grandparents. At home, she sat with her father to hear tales of Dad’s youth.
As she grew she found herself writing of family incidents she had been told. Through time images continued to settle in Virginia Ward’s plentiful library. There were books of grandchild memoirs, and writing guides for the young and the mature.