Grandma Williams wasn’t a blood relative, but she became a friend to my parents when they lived in Pasadena, California in 1942.
I remember only one story about her that Mom told me when we were talking about psychic experiences. Mom said that one night she woke up after seeing someone walk by the foot of the bed. Dad awoke and asked what was wrong. She told him, “It’s okay, it’s only Grandma Williams” and they went back to sleep. They learned later that she had died that night.
I don’t know much about her. She was Mrs. M G. Williams who may have had a daughter Mary and possibly sons, Gelen and Bennett. These names are from a letter that she wrote to Mom in 1952 from Santa Rosa, California. In Pasadena (1943) she lived at 454 Wordward Blvd. I’ve dug through photos, but cannot find one with her name on it.
Something in me wants to make that friendship known, to keep it from ending, I guess, since I’m the only person in my family to know it existed. So all I can do is put the information into the ethers of the internet. Or depend on psychics to know about it!
This I Leave 