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| Dad's mother, Gramma Kay, with a new jacket for winter fun |
I solemnly swear that what my sister Karin relates in her latest post is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. No exaggeration was necessary to enhance this story. Luge was not yet a popular sport, or Grandma Kay would have been running an Olympic training camp at the cabin in Tionesta.
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| Luge! |
On really frigid days she would have us carry pans of cold water outside to ice the top of the track. One of her best runs required the use of her three-step kitchen ladder (she was short and needed it to reach the top cupboards) to climb on top of the railing of the front porch.
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| Site of Gram's Tionesta sliding track, which was built from the porch rail and close to the house for maximum drop and speed! |
Not many grandmothers would encourage their precious grandbabies to stand on the railing of a four-foot-high porch. For that matter, how many grandmothers would climb up there beside them? If Grandma Kay had owned a rocking chair, she would have cut it up to make runners for a faster sled out of it.
