Sue Jensen

Memories provided by Sue Jensen.
I have so many great memories of Nana but I will quickly share just two:
When the girls were little and on a clogging team, we would travel to St. George every summer so they could compete at the Tuacahn. Nana would always insist we visit her for her famous corn chowder dinner. It became a yearly tradition until she sold her place down there. The kids would look forward every year to visiting with her, listening to her many family stories and... eating her amazing corn chowder.

Nana loved to write poetry. One time while we were visiting her in St. George, Jake went out to play in the yard. He was about 6 years old. Shortly after, we all came outside to leave and he ran up to Nana to give her a big, yellow dandelion he had picked for her. It was sweet how she acted so touched and grateful. Someone happened to snap a picture right at the moment he presented it to her. Nana kindly took a big sniff of that weed to show Jake her gratitude for his little gift. As we got in the car and drove away, we jokingly wondered if it had given her allergies after smelling that nasty thing! We never thought about that moment again until a few weeks later, we received in the mail, the picture of Jake handing her that dandelion and a beautiful poem she had written about that seemingly small and insignificant moment in time.
Jacob's Gift
Jacob picked a dandelion
Presented it to me,
A yellow full of allergens
He couldn't know or see.
I raised the blossom to the breeze To blow the pollen free,
But held fast to that sweet gift.
Love has no allergy.
This story really defines one of the qualities that made Nana so beautiful. She noticed and appreciated the little things in life and could remember and share those precious moments with everyone. It's what made her so interesting. It was a gift.