only had her Grandchildren and Great Grandchildren, but also all of the neighbors and their children called her Nana.
I remember for as far back as I can remember coming over to Nana's house and walking in to be greeted with HELLO, HELLO, HELLO, Mommom would be sitting at the table drinking her coffee and we were told to sit down and she would run around the kitchen, go into the top of her stove and get out her stash of sugar filled cereals, Count Chocula, Booberry, and Frankenberry. Before we would leave, we all had to gather infront of the fire place to get our pictures taken.
As family reunions, holidays, birthdays, and any other gathering or occasion took place, we could always count on Nana to "Capture the moment," at times we would say, "oh no, not another picture," but we would all gather, put on a happy face because we all knew how important the pictures were to her. Thanks to Nana we have THOUSANDS of memories.
For years the Grandkids would mow Nana's lawn, sometimes we were to small to push the mower by ourselves so there would be two of us at a time pushing the mower to get Nana's lawn mowed. Nana's house was the place to be and believe it or not she NEVER got tired of us all being over there for hours on end!
Nana's car!!! What to say about Nana's car, she was always on the go, heading to seniors meetings, up to the municipal building to fight some political fiasco going on in the state or township. Going out to breakfast, lunch, and dinner with friends family and loved ones to the Wayfarer, Spinning wheel, Chalet, and Howard Johnson's. I remember Nana driving to Trenton to the state building to fight some bill that her not so favorite Governor, Christy Todd Whitman was attempting to propose. Everyone knows the sticker Nana had on her car "HEY CHRISTY, PROSECUTE DRUG DEALERS NOT TROOPERS!"
Grass would never grow under her feet because she was always on the go! She loved the township police due to her son's Joe and Dan and she also loved the NJ State Police due to her son-in-laws Tom and Bill. However, we all remember the few times Nana was flying down route 78 and 22 and one of NJ's finest pulled her over. Although Nan was embarrassed, she would tell us all laughing about how she got pulled over, NO, she never got a ticket.
Nana was the energizer bunny, she just kept going, and going, and going!
Nan, you are and will be missed so much!! I love you and thank you for all of the great memories and your support of me and our Military Service Members serving our beautiful Nation!
