Depression Era Nana Wrote YOU a Letter 🧡 

Our elders are a treasure ❤

Please thank your Nana for taking time to write to us. I enjoyed every word. She is a precious soul. ❤

My grandma passed away last night at the age of 91. She saved everything and was a beautiful seamstress. Used to make some of my clothes. It was so nice to hear your Nana’s letter today.

My jusband will be 91. I had him sit down and I wrote what he told me about his life. From little to the present. I typed it up and each one of my children will get a copy. If we don't do these things, they are never known and forgotten. It is so special to hear these things. Bless your Nana, she is so special and should be treasured.

My mom was born in 1926 and lived through the depression. She always had a large garden. She bartered vegetables for meat. Thank you Nana and thank her for sharing her memories

I was born in 1946. I washed my clothes on a washboard when I was five. No indoor water or electric and yes we heated our water on a coal cooking stove and bathe in a number 10 tub and all used the same water. . Meat was rabbit, squirrels or groundhogs when my day could hunt . Nine kids and hand me downs were the way we had clothes . Mom couldn’t read or write but loved her kids. Breakfast if we were lucky was gravy using can of carnation cream and water and biscuits. No lunch for school and beans and cornbread for supper. Kids today cannot go without their phones or tv. I feel sad for them today because they won’t make it when times get tough. Love you and your shows. So uplifting.

My Momma is 97 and what a treasure she is to me! I love hearing her stories! She is very conservative! Still has a pretty sharp mind! She’s one of the most Godly woman who taught me so much! I love Jesus and thank God for my Christian heritage! God is Good!! Love each of your Nanna’s stories! Now I am a Nanna! Love it! Thank you Patara snd Nanna!!! Gods blessings to you all!!!!

Thank your Nana for a great letter. My Nana tought me how to sew on a tredle sewing machine. I was in heaven. My grandma tought me how to can and preserve. My grandpa taught me how to weld and hunt. Ahhh the good old days, I miss them greatly. Blessings to all 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Thank you nanna for the letters💕💕 my dad was born in 23 my mom in 32. They lost pretty much everything after my oldest sister was the second person in Sacramento to have open heart surgery. They never really recovered.. But.. my dad was raised on a small dairy farm and my mom was a home economist . We ended up raised with the help of welfare which my parents hated but thats another story. We lived with a garden/ chickens/ gleaning crops and canning what we could. 8 kids but my parents did it!! We were blessed by God and all that I learned from my parents has been utilized in the creation of my hubby and my small farm. Out of 8 kids im the only rancher/ farmer and feel sooo blessed💕

I have seen so many uneducated people with WISDOM. So my physically handicapped with BEAUTY, and so many of the poor with real WEALTH. ❤️

Patera, please tell your Nana that we really appreciate her letter to us. My Mom was born in 35. I always say she was the best at reusing and saving everything. Learned a lot from her.

I'm 65 - almost cried listening to the letters - I always felt like a sister to my fathers two sisters and I spent as much time as I possibly could with my grandparents when I was a child - I know I am here for a reason but I definately belong to different generation of time.

It was wonderful to hear your Grandmother's letter. I remember going over to our neighbor's home as a child, she would tell me stories about coming across the country in a covered wagon. I'm 72 and she was vey elderly at that time. In a box with my wedding dress, I have a handkerchief she gave me to carry on my Wedding day. We older people do know and remember tragic and wonderful stories.

Patara, my mom will be 92 soon and grew up in WV. Being born with an absent father and was the baby of 7 children, she knew what poverty was. She rarely had shoes even in the winter. Food was scarce and she remembers ration cards. Her mom worked at a pottery nightshift so she could be home during the day. They had a well that was communal and an outhouse. They had a garden when my grandmother could afford the seeds. They were dirt poor. The house was wallpapered with newspapers and flour paste to keep out the wind. I have many stories but wanted to share just a little. Thanks for all you do. Keep the faith.

Thanks to your Nana for sharing. My Mom was born in 1935. She never talked much about growing up in South Western Ontario Canada, but her Mom did. Grandma raised her kids (4) on a farm. Her Mom, my Nana, lived with them and did all the cooking. Grandma told me she sent my Uncle into town with a quarter to buy liver (for the cat). When he returned home, the butcher had given him more than 25 cents worth of liver. She said the butcher knew darn well that that liver wasn't for the cats.

This is not meant to be boasting. My wife and I are trying to live closer and closer each week to what you read in the letters. We are not there yet but we are learning self discipline. It is amazing how much money we are able to save for prepping supplies and learning new skills to be self sustaining. Thank you for posting. God bless.

I cried as you read your Nana's letters. At age 77 I have memories of my time with my Grandma - I was the only girl in a family with 4 boys so I spent every summer with my Grandparents. The most precious memories that I keep today. Thank your Nana for sharing these precious memories. God Bless you Patara and my heartfelt love I send to Nana. Oh would I love to meet her.

Your granny is so precious. Just listening to her letter reminded me of growing up. My momma is gone now but she was born in 1940. I grew up on an old farm house. No running water and an outhouse. Daddy would get up and build a fire in wood stove to warm the house and heat the water that us kids filled up the night before. Those letters are worth more than gold.

Your Nana described my childhood. My dad died when I was 16 months old. I had 4 other sisters. My grandmother raised us as my mother worked to make a living. Our main staple was beans and potatoes and bread. Sunday was a treat because mother would bring a chicken and we had chicken for Sunday. Thank your Nana for bringing back such good memories of my childhood. Many blessings.

Thank you for sharing your Nana and her wisdom! I'm am 73 years old, my mom was born in 1913, my dad in 1917. I was raised with the idea of "use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without" My folks lived with me and my family Mom passed at 93 but she left a legacy of surviving hards time that I have shared with my 2 daughters and my grands. I now live with my younger daughter and her family and I'm sharing my legacy with them. It's the right way to do. We will survive what's coming. Thanks for all you do Patara. God bless

Thank your Nana for writing us. She is a treasure!

Patera tell your Nana thank you for writing us. I often grew up with my grandfather taking my brother and I rabbit hunting. Once he told me that he was the oldest of 13 children and he would leave school at noon to go hunting for rabbits. He would keep one for his family of 15 and sell all the other rabbits and give the money to his Mom for groceries, shoe's and clothes. My grandfather had an elementary education, grew up on the farm but his family lost their farm during the great depression moved to town living in a 3 bedroom house with his parents. They lived with 17 people in that 3 bedroom house. We currently have 3 generations living in our house and soon to be 4 because we're going to be moving my 75 year old mother in. Things are getting tougher by the day, but I always look back at the small conversations I had at 16 when my grandmother was sick with cancer and new that she wasn't getting better so I tried to learn as much as I could from her before she was bedridden and passed away. She was only 63 when she passed. Grandfather lived until 87 and I was able to hear some of his stories growing up. I learned more about hunting and fishing from him then anything else. Thank You for sharing your Nana's story again. Much Love from our family to your family 💞

I'm so thankful to hear you read those letters. My mother was born in 1935. She passed away from Alzheimer's 13 years ago. I am only 52 but I was blessed to have older parents. My grandparents passed away many years ago but I cherish the years I did have them in my life. I learned a lot just by watching my mother. My husband and I were able to raise 5 sons on just his income as a mechanic. Not just because of what he earned but also because of all the wisdom my family imparted to me. We bought a house, had two vehicles and everything we needed and a lot of what we wanted. I know things are rough out there. I know we have never faced the future we are facing, but I also know, this is still America for now and where there is a will and a prayer, there is a way. I see my sons foraging a life for themselves armed with all the priceless wisdom and lessons of generations of family behind them. It is absolutely essential that the knowledge of past generations is learned, preserved and passed on. I would have to say that those lessons are the most important tools any parent can give their child to be used to build a good, strong and happy life for themselves.

The elderly are a wealth of information. Thanks to you and your nana for sharing these stories and advice.

You’re exactly right Patara. young people don’t appreciate their elders. They could learn so much. I wonder how they will survive after the elders are gone 😢. See you one day in heaven, sister.

Oh Patara….what a treasure! How I wish I could ask my Mimi questions today. She died at 94 in 1998. Her and my grandpappy married in 1929!!!! He passed on their 50th wedding anniversary and she lived alone almost 20 years. She said the same thing about meat. I remember her telling me one time - you don’t have to serve meat every day. She taught me how to garden, can and make sourdough everything! I still have my my dad’s feather pillow she made - when he was a baby. When margarine became a thing late 70s….I told her how bad it was to eat animal fats……she scolded me and said all she every had was hog fat and butter! She walked miles and miles every day. Yes we are so spoiled!!!

Patara im 85 and grew up the same way. It's why i know the importance of prepping for whats coming. Last year my son bought me a AA canner. I've caned 7 batches of vegetables and meat.also soup. Thanks for the encouragement. Love you. Thanks Nana.

We love Nana💕 Gather around the Elders and listen to them. Protect them for they hold lost knowledge and much wisdom.

Thank you and your Nana for writing and sharing these delightful letters. I can totally relate to this way of life. I am 75 and my sister and I lived with our Grandparents on their 100-acre farm in West Virginia until I was 13. I remember carrying water from the well, raising hogs, we had chickens, a whole herd of goats and nearly every winter we had one or more of the babies in a box behind the woodstove in the kitchen. My Grandfather bought a horse for us and we were cowgirls! He used her to plow the huge gardens we planted every spring and canned all summer and fall. My Grandmother was a horticulturist and even taught herself how to graft apples, pears and peaches on one tree. She was always crocheting, sewing, cooking, tending to childten and animals or reading her Bible. GOOD TIMES. Lord, I miss that woman!💜

My husband is from rural Minnesota. They also took baths like that until he was 8, he was born in 1964. It’s hard for me to believe because I’m a Nashville City Slicker from 1967. I feel blessed that our Heavenly Father gave us both loving parents. Never take a minute for granted. Wisdom from our Elders is priceless. God Bless you all.

I had only 1 Grandmother who passed when I was 9 years old.. All the other Grandparents passed in the 1930's and 49's. You are blessed to have these people in your life.

Im 59 yrs old, my elders including parents are gone. They were all farmers. Your Nana"s letters brought tears to my eyes. I can remember similar stories they told me. Thank you for sharing ❤

Please send my appreciation to your grandma as reminder for us all to be grateful for all the blessings we have right now, small or big. ❤

Your nana’s letter touched my heart so much i cried. I remember my grandparents in AL. They were sharecroppers. No electricity or running water. Outhouse for bathroom. Cooked on wood stove, made the biscuits in the world. Give Nana a hug!

Thanks to your Nana for writing the letters. Thanks for sharing. Thanks Patara. I knew both my grandma’s, one was German , one was Czech. Taught me a lot, and have all kinds of recipes. Dad’s mom raised 5 children after death of her husband, and kept the farm, dad was 2 yrs old, the youngest was 1, oldest was 8. She was very resourceful and kind, @ age 92, she was helping the “old people” after she moved to town.

Dearest Nana, Thank you so much for your wonderful letters! They certainly mean a lot to all of us and I think I can speak for the group and say that we treasure them and you…what a blessing! Times like these, I often wonder what my purpose is in life and while Patara read your letters, I realize it is to be the bridge for my grand babies to learn the old ways so they can make it through what lies ahead. Your letters eased my heart. We will make it through and it’s our job to guide and support them. Teaching them to find joy in the little things (like your story about the bubble gum) will be how they grow richer in life. Take care Nana and be warm! We love you and thank Patara for sharing you with us! 🩷

Thank you Patera, My Mom and Dad were born in 1928 and 1923 and I heard much about that time. My great grandmother made a quilt out of old drapes that were not pretty, but it would keep someone warm. I have that quilt and think often of her sewing that quilt by hand. She lost a child and her husband and then had to turn her home into a boarding house to feed her children. She was such a wonderful woman and I wish I could talk to her now. Thank your dear Nana for all of us.❤️

What a treasure this letter is. God bless Nana. Thank her for sharing.

Please tell your Nana thank you for sharing a little bit of her life with us ❤. My grandma made a cassette tape of her life for the grandkids, what a treasure! Hearing her voice, telling her life story, singing hymns and praising Jesus. Listening now to her reminds me of how blessed we are, but also how to get prepared and be self sufficient. I spent all of my free time as a child with her and she taught me so much! She would pay me a nickel a row for pulling weeds in her garden 😊. She had no money except what she made from selling her buttermilk, eggs, butter and cottage cheese and folks would come fromiles away, i think mostly just to see her and talk with her. She would tithe every month to Billy Graham and Oral Roberts and she and i soent many hours in front of her old tv watching the crusades. Now i am a 57 year old saved and sanctified Christian because of her. God Bless our Grandmas.

Please thank your Nana for taking the time to write to us in order to share her life experiences and wisdom 💕

My mother (82)doesn't remember having meat as a child. Only fatback a few times. Her first roast beef was when she and my dad married and they ate dinner with them. We are so spoiled!

My mama was a depression child...any drippings,if they had meat was mopped up with bread and leftover mashed potatoes were made into a sandwich and they cut it in half so both she and her sister could have lunch...beans were also used to make a sandwich for school...She had a goldfish and her home was so cold the water in the bowl froze...she told me these things and I always felt rich in comparison.

Thank you Patara, that was beautiful. Tell your Nana thank you for sharing her wisdom. I also lived with parents and grandparents growing up, and I can tell you I learned a lot from them. We are a blessed nation, and have so much that we forgot how to be thankful. Serve Jesus, and pray, pray for our nation, and the people in it. Love your channel. Pray, and stay strong. You, and your family are a blessing.

Your Nana is 1 year younger than my Mom. My Dad was born in 1932 and he would tell us that is was a treat to have a piece of bread with lard spread on it. He was the youngest of 7 and when he was 9 years old he was farmed out to a nearby farmer to work in the fields and care for their chickens. I cannot imagine what that would be like. We have been so fortunate in our generation. Now we are going through what our parents and grandparents went through. Thank your Nana for her touching letter. It brought back memories from my childhood. God Bless you and your family.🙏

That letter is a treasure and I know you will treat it as such Patara. I wasn't fortunate enough to meet any of my grandparents, they were long gone before I was born. I was 24 when I lost my dad and 29 when mom passed. My mother in law passed a year before we were married. I was a stay at home mother of 3 boys with no one to help or hand down any wisdom or know how but I managed. My faith in the Lord got me through many tough times.

Thank you, Patara. My dad and your grandma are about the same age. We are so blessed to still have them. My dad has a notebook, he’s been writing memories of his childhood in it. He told my daughter last week, that he and mom had their first date planned, and two friends who were brothers asked him if he wanted to go running around with them. He said no, he had a date planned. Those two boys ended up drinking that night, and had an accident and they were both sadly killed. If daddy had gone with them, there’s a very real chance I wouldn’t be here today. My daughter cried telling me this, and here I sit doing the same. Life is so precious.

I would have loved it if my grandmother had written a letter but I remember some of the things she told me about growing up during the Depression in the Oklahoma pan handle. Priceless stories I often think about!! Much thanks to your Nana for the letters. They help to remind me of how fortunate and blessed we are 🙏🇺🇲

I couldn’t love this video any more. It was like listening to my dad talk about his childhood. He was born in 1934. Before he passed away I wrote down all they he would tell me from growing up. They are one of my most precious possessions. Thank you Nana for sharing your experiences and wisdom with all of us. I was glued to the screen.

What a special treat! I love that she wrote that for us ❤thank you & Nana so very much. It’s so special to learn from our elders.

my Mother - in law, who is 98 and still doing well... told all her stories to this lady and we got them published into a book.. I love reading it.. Nana needs to write a book... It's great history lesson for youngin's. Thanks for sharing and hugs to NANA.. love her... oxoxo

Your Nana’s letter to us is a treasure! When I have listened to my own grandmother and my mother speak of the ways they did whatever was needed to save and survive, I am in awe. What a blessing they are to share their wisdom with us. Please give your Nana an extra hug of appreciation for giving us a peek into the past and for opening our eyes to see how truly blessed we are. Thank you, Patara for sharing this loving woman’s heart!

You are so blessed to still have a Nana. What a wonderful letter. Thank her for writing it & her kindness in wanting us to hear it. She was so smart how she saved in everyway & made it a big part of their lifes. The Bubble Gum story touched me the most. ❤ We are so spoiled & have no idea of what's coming or how to handle it. I am blessed where I come from in Canada. They call us backwards here & stupid. I'm not great on a computer but I can fish, sew,make something yummy to eat out of nothing, know how to can everything from apple sauce to chicken. I got lots of skills just by being a kid & growing up here. People come from away & try to change things " for the better" but they fail to see the real picture. So many need to wake up. God bless you, your lovely family & your wonderful Nana. She is worth her weight in gold ❤

Please thank your wonderful Nana for this. My grandparents were born in the early 1940s and my grandfather grew up dirt poor in southern GA. So many of his stories resonate with how your nana lived. They sacrificed for the success of the following generations and I try to emulate that daily. Thank you for the reminder and for sharing that gem with us.

Thank your Nana. I'm 67 and I'm reminded of both of my granny's bits of wisdom passed down to me. I also thank my grandpa's for their bits of wisdom too. Thanks to my grandpa's, I know how to forage for a cane pole, how to set up a cane fishing pole, how to scale and gut a fish, how to grub for worms and how to wring chicken's necks. It's very sad when I try to teach my grands some of what I know, they tell me if they need to know anything they can google it. Some things you just can't learn from googling. All I can say to the younger generation, us old folks didn't survive to our age by being stupid because we not only listened to the older ones but learned from them.

Our elders’ knowledge is so very important, and we are losing this resource every year. Treasure your Nana! She is a blessing!

Born 20 years later, we had power with a hand pump in the kitchen, rain barrel down near the basement door. Even now when I cook nothing new is made till the leftovers are gone or in the freezer. May we continued to be blessed.

Thank Your Nana for sharing this Letter to Us❤. Patera thank you as well for sharing your Nana with Us💜

Patera, I learned so much what to do to get by with little from my Gran as I watched her. She would never discuss her childhood or of growing up during the depression. But till the day she went into the hospital (and sadly passed away💔) she saved tinfoil, saran wrap, baggies, jars, newspapers, etc. She was very thrifty even though she was wealthy. We were raised on leftovers gussied up for another meal. I am so thankful I learned from Gran & my Mom to use & make new with leftovers. My husband of almost 40 years "thought" he hated leftovers. So I did it without telling him for a couple of months. We were low income with a passle of kids so money was always tight. When he found out he was amazed lol. To this day and mind you we're both creeping up on 70 he always is interested to see what I've come up with using leftovers. Thank you so much for reading the letters to us. I'll admit I got choked up as I'd have given anything to have letters let alone a conversation from Gran and her experiences from then.....Maybe in heaven 🙏🤞🙏

Thank you, Nana, for writing the letters. Thank you, Patara, for reading them to us. When we have the "joy of simple things," we are rich indeed!

Thankyou , Nanna , for your letters ! Made me remember all the things my Grandmother and Mother taught me . They grew up in the Midwest and were poor also . My Mom says she never knew they were poor . Much of your stories matched thier stories . My Mother says we came from strong stock . Im 62 with arthritis. I come by it rightly ...always had physically demanding jobs . When I think back of all the work I did , I know they would be proud of me . Life is tough , always do your best to rise to the challenge , no complaints here , just grateful .

Always loved getting letters . The art and craftsmanship of generations past is sadly being lost .

What wonderful letters your Nanna wrote!! My Daddy was born in 1914 and he went through the Depression. He talked about they had to put cardboard in their shoes and tie them on with baling twine. Learned a lot from Daddy and Mama and my grandparents. Bless our ancestors for teaching us things that we needed to know!!

I still have my aunt, who was born in 1938, and we talked about the things my grandma did. Women today do not know how lucky they are. My grandma was born in 1902, and she only finished 2 weeks of 5th grade education because my grest grandma died in childbirth. My grandma helped raise her younger siblings because she was the oldest. Then my grandpa died in 1953. My grandma had to learn how to do a bank account because my Grandpa took care of it. At one point in 1939 or 1940, my grandma was a hospital for a long time and almost did not make it. My dad and my aunt stayed with aunt and uncle while Grandpa worked, and my grandma young sister stayed with her in hospital to get better. Family meant something back then. We need to get back to that.

I never met either Grandmas. Both were gone, one before and one just after I was born. My mother was born in 1927, and had a poor, tough city life. Her younger sister spoke more about growing up and taught me a lot. I appreciate listening to your Nana's letter, it was like I had my elders back, guiding me. Be blessed Patara, you and your lovely family. ❤

I love all your videos, but this has to be my very favorite. It’s obvious that you treasure your nana. Thank her for sharing her memories with us.

Thanks Nana!!! My mom would have been the same age, 87. She passed almost 4 years ago. She told me how her and her sisters wore dresses made from burlap bags. Meats, also, were a rare item. Treasure your older relatives. Learn from them. My dad was born in 1928. Had to kill his pet chicken for a meal. He never ate chicken again. Be safe and GOD BLESS you 🙏💙🩷🫶

Thank you Nana….. you raised a great granddaughter!!!!!!carol

Please thank your precious nana for the letters I enjoyed hearing them. My mother grew up during the depression, but the only info I could get from her was that they almost starved to death. Tell Nana I love and appreciate her.

Please tell Nana that I appreciate the knowledge that she shared. My father tells us of the same struggles when he was growing up in West Virginia. He'll be 90 years old next month. May God bless the living legends that still have so much to share. We must listen and learn. ❤

The letters are priceless.I remember my grandparents struggling.Miss them so much.❤

Your granny’s letters are a precious treasure! Loved hearing her story. Thank you for sharing!

Thank you so much Nana. That was an insightful letter. Thank you for taking the time to write us. My grandmother grew up the same time as you. Maybe a little older. My dad and her went to the bakery when he was a young man and she would ask for “fresh bread”. My dad always wondered why she would ask for it fresh. He would say, “Mom, it’s always fresh. Why do you say that?” She told him that when she grew up they didn’t really have money so the bakery had fresh bread and a day or two old bread. So they had to specify what kind of bread they wanted. We are so spoiled these days, like Patera said, first graders with iPhones and Stanley cups. God bless you Nana. Many thanks from South Carolina ❤

What beautiful letters. Please tell your Nana thank you for these lovely letters and sharing her life with us. Thank you Patara for sharing these with us as well.

This is wonderful! I never got to know my grandparents so I love hearing from your Nana. I love nothing more than to hear stories from elders. I couldn’t do that without crying. You are awesome! I was raised by first generation parents who were raised by their grandparents in the old County. Poland, Italy and Croatia. I grew up with magic soup. My parents weren’t well off but my mom was just like Nana and my kids make fun of me for being so cheap. I told them that I was teaching them how to survive. My daughter is on her own now and she just text me today telling me that I was a great momma and that was everything to me. 🙏🏼❤️

Give Nana a hug from us. I so appreciate that she took time out of her day to write us a letter. That’s a true keepsake.

Those letters from your Nana are precious - priceless treasures! Makes me want to share some of my stories about my Grandma - might just write you a private letter and do just that! Please give Nana a hug from me and all your other subscribers who love her!

Awe I love your nana, I never got to know my grand parents. Your very blessed

Heard alot of gratitude in those letters, Miss P. Please give Nana a big hug from this Grammy. I'm a '58-er. Guided by "good grades, or else", work for your wants, care for the Littles, crease your pants & polish your sneakers. After years of climbing the ladders & trying to "make the dream", guess what I am now? Happy to be on my little farm, playing with chickens, ducks, little piggies, pups & kits...with Gardens & Grandbabes I love so much! Wish I started earlier? Heck yes! But grateful I'm in the experience now, nonetheless...literally. Blessings returned, Nana! oooxxx

Sweetest blessings you have is your Nana and now this beautiful letter. I 'm 65 and have my Grandmother's Holy Bible with all her notes everywhere in it and I have her written out recipe for Prune Cake. It's to die for and eat it when it's hot.

My Daddy was born in 1918 and he taught me so much. I remember when I was a child we would go hunting in the Ozark hills and he would teach me all about the plants. What to eat and what to make medicine. He said they never went hungry but didn't have shoes or nice clothes. But he wanted me to know these things just in case hard times hit.I can fish,hunt,skin,deliver calves, garden. I pick and make tinctures.All because of my Daddy. I love and miss him so much. I'm passing down all his knowledge to my children and grandchildren.

Thank you Nana!! Your letters were wonderful! My Grandmother has been gone for 39 years & I still miss her! I would listen to her stories of raising 5 children through the depression for hours! She taught me so very much! From knit & crochet to cooking, baking & preserving to keeping a good & Godly attitude in tough times. Looking around to the things occurring now & toward the future things coming, I feel extremely blessed to have her wisdom & experiences tucked into my heart. They have helped me through difficult times & will continue to do so in the days ahead. I hope & pray that I can gift my grandchildren with the skills & knowledge that my grandmother gave me, just as you share your wisdom with Patara & all of us. Thank you again! God bless!!

Patara, you look so pretty in this color blue! Thank you, Nana for sharing parts of your life and your words of wisdom. Sending prayers and strength to you and all of your family. Hugs from middle TN.

My gr gr grandparents were on the Treal of Tears. My Dad was raised in WV. I really value the lessons from my elders. Hope everybody is listening. Thanks Patera for all you do. Love your videos.

My Grandma was a newlywed when the great depression hit. She raised 5 children between 1932 and 1944. When she would come to visit us, she would ask if she could drink the juice from the cooked vegetables. She explained if I poured it down the drain, I would be wasting vitamins. She refused to eat potatoes because that was mostly what they ate during the depression, and she became sick of them. Carrot and raisin salad was something she loved along with rice pudding from left over rice from the night before. A tea bag was used multiple times. I was scolded for throwing an ice cube in the sink after it fell on the floor, to her it was wasteful. The depression haunted her. She was frugal her entire life and found joy in the simple things. I miss her. Thank you, Nana, for sharing your story. Hopefully your words of wisdom could have a deep impact on some people listening in. May God bless you always. Hugs to you and Patera. :)

Thank you Nana! My father was born in the 20's and you brought back many memories of the stories he would tell. He would joke (but now I don't really think it was a joke😳) that they had three meals a day: "Oatmeal, No Meal, and Mis-Meal". Your life wasn't easy, but you still write about it with such tenderness. Bless you Nana!

Patara, Turquoise Blue is definitely your color!

Patara, Nana is so right. I think it's long overdue for society in this fine country gets a reality check.

My granny was born in 1903 she’s gone home now. I have tapes of her and my great aunt telling stories of their childhood. Born deep in a holler of WV mts life was hard and everyone worked on the farm. I love the stories of the old days I sometimes think I was born in the wrong era. Thank Nana for sharing her wisdom with us.

That letter is a wonderful keepsake but your Nana is an absolute treasure. Please thank her for taking the time to write that for us ❤

Thank you, Nana! My Grandma was born 1919. Very frugal and hard working. She could never understand why as kids we didn't want her homemade mac and cheese but preferred the box garbage instead. Sunday dinners were the best though. I miss her daily. She was always grateful for every little thing. Again, thank you for sharing. Beautiful. God bless.

Patara what a blessing you n Nana both are please thank her for sharing n writing her memories in these letters God bless you both hugs n love to you Amazing woman 🙏 ❤

My Nanny Cobble was a depression baby too. She lived a simple life in Greene County and moved to Knoxville for work. My Great Grandfather was killed on the railroad and she had to go to work raising 8 children. She endured and was the glue to our family. I speak often about her biscuits but let me say they were the best! She believed God would always provide, even though they may not of had what they wanted they did have what they needed. There’s a lot of lessons to learn and it is never ending. The community survived because they came together and helped one another. East Tn was always made fun of for our backwards ways all these years. We’ll, it is apparent now they were backwards and we had the narrow path. Those coming here if you want to survive, you have to listen and learn from us. Otherwise you may not make it. This time is when we will either pull together and survive or fall apart as a nation and not be anymore. We have been very blessed but have become very selfish. It’s time to pull the boot straps up and show they world how it is done. All it take is one, and one will multiple to more. We have to go back to what is good and important, God and each other. We all have our mouth as wells, sweet and bitter water cannot come from the same well. Now does that mean lawlessness is allowed, absolutely not! Speaking truth is not bitter water but justus and keeps us out of the deep water! As we proceed into deeper waters, just know our Savior can walk on water and the enemy cannot swim. Walk by Faith and not by sight, God will see us through!

Thank you to your Nana. I talk to my Daddy about once a week, we live 1200 miles apart and he is in his 90's. He's been helping share the family history and he grew up much the same as your Nana. Yes, we are being forced back to a simpler life but isn't that what we are supposed to do anyway?

Thanks Nana for speaking what my own Precious Granny told and taught me. I have canned potatoes all day long. I am tired, but I am proud!!!❤❤❤❤❤❤

Thank you Ms Nana for sharing your memories of those Depression days. God bless you and keep you! Thank you Ms Patara for sharing her letters with us . So many things that they experienced that we will probably know first hand. God bless you both!

Beyond Special...Thank you Nana ❤ My father was also born in '36 and had much of the same stories you speak of. Being grateful for what one has is a character trait not easily found these days. My hubby is only 58 and grew up poor... slept at the short end of a twin bed he shared with his sisters until he was 5 and also bathed in the same bath water that was already bathed in from his 5 older siblings. He wore hand me down pants that had 2 additional layers sewn on the ends to make them longer as he grew. We understand what it is to work hard and be grateful for the blessings received. Thank you for sharing your Nana and her wisdom with us Patara. ❤ I'm praying more will wake up and prepare for what is coming. Lord help us.

You are so lucky to have your Nana here. God Bless her. I love hearing what she wrote. My grandparent’s died when I was in High school. I never got to have these conversations with them. You are Blessed.

What a beautiful life story. I enjoyed this very much. I learned a lot from my Aunts and gr mothers. . They taught me how to cook,bake and can food. I also learned how to sew, knit and crochet. I'm so thankful for the older women in my life that taught me how to be a good wife and mother. But most of all was their love for the Lord. I am now 76 yrs old and still use the skills I was taught. God bless you Patera fir sharing your gr mother with us

Patera&Nana,thank you so much Nana for your wonderful letters I really appreciate what you had shared with us how you made your food last and what you you didn’t eat you put up in the freezer or fridge for the next meal When had written about putting things up for the next meal you brought me back to a wonderful memory I had my own mom she was also brought up in the Depression Era my mom was born 1931 an they had to walk to walk to school my mom had told me& 3 older siblings food was very little you ate what was given to you my mom learned how to stretch food an waste nothing Mom thought us how to put away extra food just in case of hard times. I’ve been prepping a lot more these days everyone needs to ! God bless you Nana and Patera P.S Patera can you give Nana a hug for me please . Thank you Jan