The Canadian Lancaster Bombers and the Women who Built Them
A story of history, pride and discovering more about my 92 year old grandma
This spring, my grandma will be turning 93 years old. Yep, 93. It’s an age that we all hope to get to one day and stay as sharp as we were when we started our very first job. That is one of the many good traits I would use to describe my grandma. Sharp. I often tell people how amazing it is that she is living on her own happily and independently in her golden years.