when i was 7 or 8 i had to take my pictures for school. my grandma woke me up early in the morning. ofcourse fed me. and made sure i was dressed to a T. (i wore a grey suit). I was so afraid to take those pictures. when i told her how scared i was, she started to sing "dont worry be happy". all the way to school she sang that song. and would u believe it, by the time i got there i wasnt afraid anymore. matter of fact i was cheesin in that picture. she always knew just what to do.

My best memory is sitting in the kitchen on Burlingame and she ws teaching me this song by Frank Sinatra Would you like to swing on a star, while she while she was making pecan rolls, I can remember all the wonderful smells and recipes that came from that kitchen and all the stories told ....I really miss you grandma!!!

Mama Vance went to New Mexico with me and Curtis to be a Cottage Chef. We had a function with all the dignitaries and she made 2 peach cobblers and 2 cherry cobblers and 2 sweet potato cobblers. We all told Curtis he better get some when he got his food. He said "Aw Naw it will be some" About 20 minutes later we look over and there is Jack Self the Executive Director of the NM Children Home -- he has the last pan of cobbler up in the air shoveling the remnants of the cherry cobbler onto his plate. 20 minutes and it was all gone . Curtis could not believe it. Everything she cooked, had love as an ingredient -- except the time she lost her sense of smell and taste. She was the greatest cook in the world -- Sorry Nisha but you learned from her lol The stories are endless