Rosemary Sweeney-Johnson
Grandmother
Winifred McMullen Sweeney was my Paternal Grandmother. She married Daniel Sweeney in Chicago and had four children: Myles, Noreen, Norman, and Ward. She lived with my Aunt Noreen in a home built for them in Chicago Heights. The night my grandmother died was the night of the 1967 snow storm in Chicago, Il. At the time, grandma was in Oak Forest Hospital.
My grandmother was the nicest person I knew. She had gotten senile but my Aunt Noreen brought her where ever she went. My Mother, Elizabeth Sweeney and my Aunt, Noreen used to play scrabble on a Saturday night once per month. On this one scrabble night, my grandmother started to wave at the mirror across from her in the living room. My mom asked what she was doing. Grandma said, "I'm waving at that nice little old woman over there." If that were not enough, She picked up a scrabble tile and almost got it in her mouth when mom stopped her. Grandma said that she just wanted a piece of candy. Mom said that that kind she had right there was terrible tasting. My mom ran upstairs and brought back a box of candy for grandma. My other grandma was living with us and heard it all. She was older yet. She put her head down and said, "It is terrible what has happened to her." Yes it truly was. But I was blessed to know her and get hugs from her.
My grandmother was the nicest person I knew. She had gotten senile but my Aunt Noreen brought her where ever she went. My Mother, Elizabeth Sweeney and my Aunt, Noreen used to play scrabble on a Saturday night once per month. On this one scrabble night, my grandmother started to wave at the mirror across from her in the living room. My mom asked what she was doing. Grandma said, "I'm waving at that nice little old woman over there." If that were not enough, She picked up a scrabble tile and almost got it in her mouth when mom stopped her. Grandma said that she just wanted a piece of candy. Mom said that that kind she had right there was terrible tasting. My mom ran upstairs and brought back a box of candy for grandma. My other grandma was living with us and heard it all. She was older yet. She put her head down and said, "It is terrible what has happened to her." Yes it truly was. But I was blessed to know her and get hugs from her.
