I remember, when I was a little girl, my grandmother was a police matron. This was in the 1930s, way before women were in the regular police force. She was there for questioning female prisoners. Once she even arrested a man she recognized from a local wanted poster. She walked up to him, told him she had a gun in her purse, and requested that he walk with her to the police station. He did.
Somehow, I don’t think that would work today. But grandmas have a surprising amount of authority. Think about it. They’ve raised children, and raised them well enough so those children are now parents. I think it’s that voice and look of The Mother. The child knows exactly what it means.
So, I was not surprised at all to hear about a grandmother who is a bouncer at a local high-end restaurant. When asked, What do you do when people get unruly? she replied: I can sit there and not say a word, and I don’t know how many times people say to me, “You scare me.”
To see the rest of the story, and view a pleasant-looking woman, go here.
I would not be surprised if, among any group, and especially among writers, there are quite a few grandmas with amazing stories. Am I right? Is/was your grandmother one of those amazing women?