It’s probably safe to say that Grandma Ruth lost her marbles.

OK, so that’s not a very funny thing to say. I’m just kidding.

But seriously, we inherited from my darlin’s Grandma Ruth, a container of marbles that is pretty nifty. I’m sure some of them are pretty old. When I see them I think of her.

What a great lady.

When my sweetie and I used to go visit her. The kids would play with her little bucket of unusual toys, Alex one time commented to me how much he loved the old toys that they played with when visiting. We would play Dominoes with her, which I don’t think I’ve played with anyone else. It was always fun.

It was always a fun time when we went to visit Grandma Ruth, and I love her marbles.

 Happy Family History Friday! Love, Joy