Grandmother, Sir!

About the Book

If women like this didn´t exist, all the money in the world would have no meaning. The presence of these strong Irish women, (often illiterate) has been an enormous addition to the well-being, morality and the work ethics of this generation. Sorry McCourt. McCourt glorified imperfection. Everyone claims technology has changed the ground rules. No it has not, in the first place there are no rules because this is not a game.

This job of raising the next generation, the most important job in the world, is still the least valued. Grandmother Sir knows that when you are a mother, you cannot leave the office. You must show up every day and push that great big boulder up that hill all by yourself--no matter what. In this age of misinformation we forget women of the last generation, the greatest generation, always had the upper hand in what their children would see and do.

She taught the meaning of the word, now. A child realized that all life worth living did not begin with their birth.

When a child looks you straight in the eye and says all the right things, she knows they do not mean it. It was just thought to be self-preservation. You were taught civility was not a sign of weakness. Whatever you are whatever you do, it is the grown-up who has to set the tone. Grandmother Sir knew that not all the holes could be plugged and there is always the wild card that must be dealt with. Grandmother Sir has an answer for this. The weed that you pull from the manure pile often lifts its head the highest. You just have to learn to deal with these unstable people and the Irish drinking. Each drop of whiskey is a little death.

How then did so many Irish writers who were drunks become famous? Well, these scribes could never had succeeded or produce anything if there was not a Grandmother Sir behind them to keep their body and soul together. They all had some missing ingredient in their life that drove them, first to drink, then to write. It is as if they need someone nudging at the back of that whiskey soaked brain.

They knew this woman would help them over the rough spots, but she would never carry them. You will notice Grandmother Sir is a new kind of writer who doesn´t worry about grammar or punctuation. She leaves that to the world of Academia, a narrow world that never pushes over into her world. She calls them a bunch of educated dam fools. Her common sense and practical knowledge will surpass them any day, thank you very much.

There are now in the United States two hundred eighty-one billion people. There is no one alike, so why bother to try to fit in. Our nation had been built on a difference of opinion. Ours is a country built in rebellion. Grandmother Sir´s attitude is to fuel the fires, not put them out.

Grandmother Sir built spirit. Spirit defined is the quality of temperament that enables one to stand fast in the face of opposition, hardship or danger. You must trust in your own ability to follow through and behave as if miracles were really possible. We must understand the impermanence of this world. When speaking of the government she explains, "The Republicans and the Democrats are both the same." "The only difference is, one is in and one is out." Most of what troubles us is the feeling that we don´t belong.

She likes to give quotes handed down from her Grandmother: Done is better than perfect. Chaos is the oldest of the Gods. Dawn of a new day is when God makes his choices. Image is everything in America and don´t you forget it.

Sometimes Grandmother sir is the object of scorn by the cultural elite. She doesn´t care, she is here to stay.

About the Author

Marion Culkin Dabulas born and raised in Coal Country, Scranton, Pennsylvania. Married with seven children and thirteen grandchildren, a large boisterous Irish family. Lives in Farm Country, Susquehanna, Pennsylvania.