happy birthday, granddaddy

Today would have been my granddaddy’s birthday. William Ellington Kingsley Miller. Granddaddy Bo. I guess he was born around 1907, because I have his 1927 Transylvania University diploma (but not the family Bible or the energy to pick up the phone and ask my mother). He was a dentist for 50 years, until the day he signed off. Big man with a big appetite and big heart. Did free dental work for the Deaf School and the Children’s Home and anybody else who needed better teeth but had no money. I always thought he was rich, and I suppose he was. He bought me enough Bazooka Joe so I could send in my wrappers for a beautiful diamond necklace. He told stories after supper, and before dessert, and we all laughed about the time when he never did learn to milk a cow–and his brothers all thought he was stupid.

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About Ginny O'Donnell

After reading a really nice obituary a few years ago, I considered what they'll write about me. "She worked all day, then went home and made supper." Except now, my husband has retired, so he makes the supper. Hm. I sound kinda lazy, but I'm always busy. You'll see. Part 2: I like my original About Me, so I'm keeping it intact. But now I, too, am footloose. Let's see what happens next, shall we? Part 3: Just to keep everything in perspective, I'm keeping parts 1 and 2 intact. Now, I am actively and happily NOT so footloose, doing my thing over at Cottage Door Press. And with it being off its training wheels, I will pick up my ginnygram pen again. Love!

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  1. What a wonderful post and tribute to Par Par!!! He always had such a sweet smile on his face!!!

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  2. You made my day (and brought tears to my eyes)! Love you, Mama

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  3. And there you have it, ginnygram, from concept to reality, just like that! And what a nice way to begin. :)

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  4. And just like that, the first ginnygram is delivered. :)

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  5. So glad to see you’re writing this! :)

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  6. Really sweet story Ginny! The blog looks great. I can hear your voice so clearly in your written words. I’m bookmarking you now!

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  7. Was there EVER a sweeter man…EVER???? I don’t think I have found anyone yet. I can hear his chuckle and feel his big hug right now. I LOVED this and I LOVED him! Kinda love you and your blog too!!! :-)

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