This person was the joy of my life. I remember the day she died and when the undertakers brought her home for viewing. I was fifteen years old and aided the undertakers in getting her through the front door. Granny was a very sweet person that we all loved and took great care of. She was totally blind and totally deaf. The preachers who said God gave them the power to heal were unable to heal her. We took her to many healing services to no avail. Now if someone is totally blind and totally deaf how would you communicate with them? We found a way to do it with her: We would take her left hand and use our pointing finger to write in "print" in her hand. As we printed a letter in the palm of her hand she would pronounce the letter. After a few letters were printed she would attempt to pronounce the word and if correct we would shake her hand up and down. If the pronunciation was incorrect we would shake her hand to the left and right. She was so smart it would take only a few letters for her to get the word. She would recognize us children by taking her right hand and exploring our face and head and then she would apply a name to the person. If she chose the right name we would motion her hand up and down. She would mess my hair up often. We took her to church every Sunday and she enjoyed it through the vibrations and in the Pentecostal church we went to there were plenty of vibrations. Each month she would receive a disability check and her son Uncle Chester would take her to Pilgrim's grocery store which was run by a fine gentleman named "Preacher Pilgrim." who would cash her check for her. The money would be given to her in greenbacks and change. Once they got back home each bill would be identified for her as a dollar, five, ten, or twenty and she would store them in a small sack attached to her bra with a safety pin. She could recognize change by the size of the coin and the rough circumference of the fifty cent, twenty-five cent and ten cent pieces. She kept her change in a separate sack which was also attached to her bra. Sometimes a penny and a dime were recognized by tasting it. She was precious to all of us and it was a great void for us when she left us to go home with our Lord. Written by Milton Jenkins 3/2/2014