"Tell me a story Grandma,"

These magical words unlock marvelous tales of days gone by....days of horse-drawn buggies and fancy carriages, hoop-skirts, and high-buttoned shoes, days remembered only by Grandmother, that natural storyteller of loving families who knew a simpler, perhaps richer time more than a hundred years ago.

Come with me now into Grandma's attic, that storehouse of many forgotten treasures - each piece reminding Grandma of a story from her childhood.....the day her brothers tadpoles mysteriously turned up on Pa's chair....the surprise party to which she invited everyone but the guest of honor...and dear old Grandpa Hobbs, who often forgot what day it was...but could recite much of the Bible by heart.