Recollections of Grandma
/By Shelly Ruben
Aroma of fresh baked challas
The delicious moon shaped cookies
The fish swimming in the tub for gefilte fish
Her climbing the apple tree for apples for the pie
Her servings of at least 12 pancakes for each of us
Being smothered and lost in her bosom with hugs
Her keeping a mans hat on the bannister to frighten possible burglars
Her washing the white stone steps on Broadway
Her "Mine Shaniker kinder" when she saw us
Her dancing with hands on hips to the heartbeat of life
But most of all: Her love and affection for all of us and our love and affection in return