My Grandmother Was . . . ummmm . . . A Pirate?

9 June 2017

I would never call my grandmother a "thief" so I looked up some synonyms . . . pirate is a synonym for thief!!! That's just not right.

But yes, if we're going to call a "spade a spade," then my grandmother was indeed a thief!

No, she wasn't dangerous! She most certainly didn't look like a thief!

Back in the 70's she lived near the mall in Savannah, and when we would visit her, she loved to take us to the mall to browse and then have lunch at Chick-fil-A. That restaurant was quite the novelty back then with very few stores . . . almost always located in malls . . . but only in Georgia. WE loved these trips with her since we got to walk (she lived really close and never learned to drive) and eat Chick-fil-A sandwiches and waffle fries . . . she'd usually buy us something fun too!

Thing was, every time we walked through the parking lot, we'd have to stop where the light posts were planted to take a couple of the rocks that surrounded them. Yes, I said "take!" Yes, as in "STOLE" them!! We stole rocks with her . . . two at a time . . . every single time we walked to the mall.

They were beautiful rocks . . . smooth . . . white . . . bits of glittery stone sparkling in the sunlight. She landscaped her yard with them. Two rocks at a time when she was alone . . . four to eight at a time depending on the number of grandchildren with her.


We always told her she was stealing them, and she always replied "Well, they won't miss them, and they certainly don't need this many anyway!"

What?!?!?

Sometimes . . . when she wasn't looking . . . I'd take a couple of rocks from her yard when we headed to the mall . . . so I could return them to the light poles. I know, small act, but still it assuaged some of the guilt I carried for being a thief!

So, yes, we were . . . ummmmmmmmm . . . pirates! Yeah, that's it . . . pirates!!