Grace was my grandmother's name. She died when my mother was three. I have a photograph taken on the day she married Neal Oliver, my grandfather. He has hair in this photograph. When I met him, he was bald. Standing in a field of wheat on the prairie in Beechy, Saskatchewan, I shut my eyes and …
Grace
My Grandmother’s Name Is Grace
On January 8, 1933, Grace Oliver wrote a letter to her friend Edna, addressed Dear Old Pal. In the letter she wrote, "Berdeane is coming along fine. She was born on (June 3rd). She can almost sit up alone now. I suppose she too will be running around before I know it. That's what Mother says. She …
