Grandma wrote about her childhood in her memiors, this is a story about Independance Day in 1897 when she was 3yrs. old.

On the 4th of July, I had a little flag, about 1and a half by 3 inches on a stick about the size of a sucker stick. I don't know where it came from, but my brother Harry made peaked paper hats for all of us out of heavy store wrap. The boy's were brown and mine was blue (and I still have it). My brothers had sticks over their shoulders as guns and I was the flag barer . We marched all around the yard and the house singing Yankee Doodle. Later we had lemonade to drink and a big fat oatmeal cookie, which was a treat that we did not get often.

I hope you all have a good Independance Day 2008!