This weekend there was a gathering of friends and family in a little town outside of Pittsburgh to celebrate the life of Jean McWilliams Fisher Eberly. I was at home in Boston changing diapers, chasing toddlers and slamming Red Bulls at an alarming rate- so that my wife could attend. In Pittsburgh they had hymns, tears and wonderful memories. In Boston I had to wait until nap-time and take a moment to relax, breathe and remember Grammy on my own.
Jean McWilliams Fisher Eberly to me...was simply "Grammy" from day 1...even though she was my wife's grandmother. We shared two things...1. a love for her granddaughter and 2. collections.. specifically pens. A great deal of the pens posted on this site were collected individually by Grammy and passed down to me to care for.
I have thanked Grammy many, many times for her gifts and those notes were always written with a pen that she gave me. Usually a special Parker 51 that was saved for such events...
Grammy collected and when it came to pens...she had them all. There was the awesome: Like this gorgeous Swan that has incredible flex in near perfect shape....
and the still awesome...like this little red beauty below that I have yet to research and catalog...but I am pretty sure this might be a one of a kind ;) It's not in mint shape... but it was a gift from Grammy.
That's the thing...we all have flaws and are far from perfect...but being a part of something.. a collection, or a grouping...
or a family is what brings you together (literally.)
Buddha said "
Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds." It seems the older you get the more you reflect...maybe it's because you finally have something to reflect on, or you finally have the actual time to reflect, but I hope when I am sensible enough to look back... I can say that I did good things for the people I cared for.. that's how I think of Grammy..she did good things.
SG
