If anyone had a reason to live for the day, it was my Grandma, Mary Sarina. She lives on a small house which she owns in Odessa Texas and, from when she rose in the morning till she went to bed at night, she had hardly ever an idle moment. She raised 6 lovely children. She alway rose at five o'clock, winter and summer and the first thing she did was put on many layers of clothes - stays, petticoats, bodices, all to no end, and then went down to the kitchen where she would start her fresh coffee. She made herself a cup and would let her little dog out and grab the morning paper from her drive way. She would sip the hot brew and casually glance over the paper. She would always read past the news section rather quickly and tear through the coupon section. She would always cut more coupons than she needed. I remember she once cut out 4 coupons for some cigarettes and she didn't even smoke. After morning coffee she would look her self over in the mirror and get her hair ready. Grandma always had deep black hair and she had kept a coil of it. Always eyeing herself in the mirror, she would scooped up the rest of her grey hair and keep it in place with combs and pins. It gave her the look of having three times the hair she had. It would also seem that grandma was always off to the church for some reason. She would say things like, "No coffee today the church needs help setting up Sunday school" or she would say, "Im taking father Clemens some breakfast anyone want to come?" She was a great woman and religion was a good part of her life. This was something she stressed to her children; she made sure they were adamant Catholics. I think she secretly wanted one of my uncles to become a priest, just so she could have another excuse to go to church. Alas she was and still is a great person; I enjoy visiting her and love to have breakfast with her.