Christmas calls for something special.
So i am taking this time to copy a little essay I wrote years ago honoring my wonderful Anglin
grandmother.: 
               GRANDMA GRACE
My grandmother, Grace Kitch Anglin, played a huge roll in my early formation as well as my older brother, K. Donn's.
She gave us a solid grounding that probably kept us out of trouble more than a few times. She is still sorely missed in her community and family.

Gracie Mae Kitch was born at Sandridge, a small farming area six miles west of what used to be known as Community Center where road nineteen turns north toward Nappanee.

She was the last child in her father's second marriage. His first wife had died a young woman. He remarried in mid-life and had two boys and three girls, including Grandma Grace.

According to Uncle Jack's records, the family moved to an area around Plymouth, In., named Twin Lakes when Grandma Grace was about six months old. Sometime after she was ten, the family moved to a farm outside Bourbon, In. where she grew to womanhood. 
When G.G. was in her late teens she worked in Fribley's hardware store there in Bourbon. This is where our grandfather, who we always knew as 
Daddy Wash, met her. He was two years younger so she did not take him too seriously. She had another beau, then....a Stackhouse..but she felt that he was too vain about his horses.( i remember her telling me this) Being rigidly brought up, this clouded their friendship, and she lost interest.
She told me that about that time , she had an offer from a "good" family,( a Doctor they knew,) at Culver, to come care for their young children...sort of a live-in nanny. She took the job and moved to Culver. Having previously known the doctor's wife and the area, it was a lovely situation. Adding to that, the house and grounds had beach-front on Lake Maxinkuckie, not far from Culver Military Academy.
Then she told me why she had a change of heart and, in fact, became a farmer's wife.
Daddy Wash, being a very persistant young suitor, hitched up a horse and buggy and drove all the way (about 30 miles...around 2 hours...probably at night..) to see her on her day off. 
I don't remember how many times this happened, but she was impressed enough to drop her long held view, ignore the age difference, and join the Anglin family at Angleton.