My mother's mom died when she was only 2 to 3 years old, so the only thing I had to a grandmother on that side of the family was her stepmother. Grandma as I knew her was a bit strict on a few things, yet other times she was quite fun... whenever my sister and I, or our cousins came over she would want to play Scrabble with all of us. She was fun... yet she was a traditionalist Mennonite, and a clear example of when she broke out of tradition was when it took 30 years to convince her to cut her hair.