FIfteen years and several sets of curtains ago, Catherine gives Grandpa a kiss.
Sunday is Grandparents Day, but Catherine needs no special Hallmark nudge to mark the occasion.
I’ve probably told you this before, but when she was little, the sun rose and set on my father. Grandpa was IT. Didn’t matter who else was there, whether Sam and Tilly (my parents’ dogs) were trying to angle their way in for extra love, whether Barney was on TV (thank GOD I’m done with that phase) or the most colorful toy was in her lap. If Grandpa was on the scene, everything else took second place.
We have, somewhere in the house, terrific home movies of Grandpa chasing a pint-size Catherine through my parents’ house, her giggles and shrieks of joys echoing through the hall.
If Dad hid around a corner, or stopped the game, even for a millisecond, she would immediately start calling for him: “Gampa, w’are you?!” and begin that silly little toddler run from room to room, curls flying, cheeks rosy from the exertion.
If the game ended by being hoisted in the air, upside down over Grandpa’s head, even better!
I really should transfer those movies to CD or YouTube or whatever the latest, greatest digital memory keeper is — for Catherine’s sake.
I don’t need to watch them, though; I can see and hear those visits unfold in my mind’s eye, just as if they happened yesterday.
Pushing on a Rope 
My 25-yr old asked me to transfer some tournament videos of his from VHS to DVD. Trouble is I have about 50 tapes, hahaha, and no VCR, with only minimal labeling, so it’s going to be a process!! I’ve got two tapes converted (neither had the tournaments), and a bazillion left to go. 😉
Thanks for linking to Super Sunday Sync.
Posted by Rosey | September 8, 2013, 3:40 pmEek! Sounds like quite a project! Thanks for stopping by!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | September 9, 2013, 7:07 amWhat a sweet picture. Thanks for joining us at the Let’s Get Social Sunday party. Have a wonderful week.
Posted by Diane (@MamalDiane) | September 8, 2013, 2:40 pmThanks for stopping by!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | September 9, 2013, 7:07 amTransfer them! Costco does a decent job. Unfortunately, a girlfriend of Will’s threw out a bag of old movies, slides, negatives in cleaning his room. I regret that greatly!
But we are fortunate in that Bill’s grandfather had a movie camera way back in the early 1920s and took pictures of Bill’s Mom as a toddler. Bill’s Dad took those films, plus films he’d taken when Bill and his brothers were younger, and had them put on a VHS tape. Bill then took the tape to Costco where they transferred it to a DVD. One year we brought a recorder on a trip to see his parents, and we played the DVD for Mom, and had her describe who, what, when as we watched, and he added her commentary to the DVD. He copied them for his brothers and we can now all enjoy them. Our adult kids, and grandkids, are fascinated to see Grandma as a toddler.
Now we save the videos Stine sends of her kids, particularly the one of Iris laughing hysterically as Stine sneezes.
karen
Posted by Karen Waggoner | September 6, 2013, 12:23 pmYou’re right; I’ve got to get them transferred. It’ll be a great graduation gift for Catherine. …
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | September 9, 2013, 7:06 amGampa is preening and prancing like a peacock. Apparently we have a celebrity in our home! (sigh….)Thanks a bunch!! 🙂
Posted by mommy dearest | September 6, 2013, 12:20 pm🙂
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | September 6, 2013, 1:28 pmWe have hours of home movies transferred to disc, our kids love nothing more than to pop a few of those gems in when they are home visiting:) Reading your post today reminded me of my own children’s wonderful laughter, there is nothing that can compare to the sound of a wee one exuding pure joy! Thanks for sharing:)
Posted by Lynn | September 6, 2013, 8:42 amIt’s the best sound in the world! Thanks for reading!
Posted by Terri S. Vanech | September 6, 2013, 10:13 am