Hi Friends!
My name is Elaine, but five of my favorite people call me Gramma Mac!
An award-winning writer, author, blogger, and columnist, I love to celebrate grandparenting, and have been doing so since my my first grandchild – now a teenager – was born. To read more of my “back story,” click here.
I am passionate about discovering and sharing resources with other grandparents, empowering them to intentionally create memories and build relationships with their grands.
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Be well. Be safe.
~ Elaine
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Generational Storytelling – A Sneak Peak!
I’m constantly writing mini-memoirs (one ancestor, one event, one success, one failure, or one story at a time). I’m a passionate about family historian who loves to teach audiences across Central Kansas the craft of Generational Storytelling. Here’s a sneak peak. First of...
Seasons of Life
Our Kawasaki bikes sat idle in Jim’s shop, collecting dust. We once rode together, making memories on the highways and byways of our nation during what was an unforgettable season of life that lasted most of fifteen years. We rode the Parkway through the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains – our...
Jakob Block – Another Kansan from South Russia
I can almost imagine four-year old Susan Block playing with her siblings on the deck of the S.S. Teutonia under the watchful eyes of their parents Jakob and Susanah. The gentle rocking of the ship lulled newborn Abraham to sleep in his mother’s arms. He was born along their journey, but...