Grandma Martha

Happy New Year to all my dear families. What a neat way to start with the birth of Lucas Webb Lindgren in Colorado Springs. Congratulations!

I would like to thank all of you for the nice family pictures you sent. For the nice book of the Family Reunion from Dorothy, for the DVD of the Mikado and audio cassette from Heather, for the chocolate covered almonds from John and Emily, for the candle and potpourri from Sharron and John, for the soup from Justin and Wendy, for the slippers from Ryan and Cheyney, for the lovely cookie box from the Bosleys, for the gift certificate from Marty and Janet and for all the love sent. For the pictures sent from Tom and Marci, Chris and Heidi Lee, and the yummy chocolates, and the Hanlons’ pictures.

Just had another episode with the eye doctor. Got a shot this time. No fun. Doctor is pretty adamant about getting the right eye relieved from cataract....So when I get the courage..........

Sorry to learn about Tanner’s siege. Hoping things are resolving themselves.

I’ve recently written another episode in the history of Martha Lindgren... as follows:
At eleven years of age, I thought the radio was the cat's meow. I would come home from school, lay on the floor next to the speakers and listen to such programs as Little Orphan Annie with Daddy Warbucks, Amos and Andy, Inner Sanctum (a thriller) and on Saturday mornings, the fairy tale program "Let’s Pretend." The radio provided us with the news of the time. We heard Hitler's booming voice. Sports events were also broadcast. Joe Lewis, the famous heavyweight champion was a top notch item. In 1936 he was scheduled to fight Max Schmeling, the German champion boxer. My father was glued to the radio and, German that he was, he rooted for Max Schmeling who knocked out Joe Lewis in the twelfth round. What excitement. Here was Max Schmeling, the German of the Arian Race. Hitler was popping his buttons as Max returned to Germany (look for write ups in GOOGLE). Some time after that, we again listened to the radio for the rematch of those two when Joe Lewis knocked Max out in the first round. Max Schmeling died at age 99. After the war, Max and Lewis became good friends. Max paid for part of the funeral expenses of Joe Lewis and was also a pall barer. Max Schmeling is part of the Raoul Wallenberg foundation because he hid two Jewish boys from the Nazis. For more information...check out Google. Something of interest is that Max rode the Hindenburg back and forth to Yankee Stadium. He was not on the Hindenburg when it crashed in New Jersey. Well there you have it.

Till next time...Love proud Mom,
Grandma, Great Grandma M.