My grandmother, Agnes, and I were both born in January. Our birthdays were three days apart and we would quite often share a birthday dinner celebration complete with cake and ice cream. I was about fourteen when this picture was taken and my grandmother was in her early seventies. Agnes was born on January 11, 1890 in Henning, Minnesota to Norwegian immigrants. She she grew up to become a ministers wife and moved about the state living in many different parsonages. Her last home was located very close to our house in St. Louis Park. She never drove a car and my dad made sure she was driven to the grocery store and she was in church every Sunday. In her retirement years she became a baby sitter to many children in the area. It was a good way for her to stay active and earn a living. She was given the title of "grandmother to hundreds" in her obituary. She passed away in 1966. Here's to us, grandma. Now let's blow out those candles...together.
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