My Rosie/Rosye

Both of my grandmothers are named Rosie/Rosye.  So, when I was growing up, I thought all grandmothers were named so.  I used to ask other kids, “Where’s your Rosye?”  They were so important in my life so bear with me for a while because I am missing “My Rosie” and struggling with the aging of “My Rosye”!  It was intention to post a letter to My Rosye but I am going to take more time…

My Rosie!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Rosye with the next 3 generations!