I miss every moment of 'Gramma Camp' in the summer, her lemon poppy seed bread, her phone calls, her smile, her root beer floats, her nap cuddles, her little notes, and most of all her presence.
I miss you & l love you Gramma Jere.
God bless you.
She was a quiet picture of strength. Always with a smile and a glint in her eye.
Hugs to you all.