Probably about fifty years ago. This is Walter and Nora Bangert and their children. My mom, Voreta Rae (Vicky) is on the right. The little lady in the middle is my Grandma. She was the closest thing to a leprechaun that I have ever known. You see my Grandma came from County Mayo, Ireland during WWI. Grandma Bangert was more than a good reason to appreciate the Irish. She died in 1972, not long after a special luncheon honoring Nora on St. Patricks Day. I knew this little lady had lots of spunk and I still smile about what they found in near her bed when they were going through her things. This little Irish lady had a toy pistol in her nightstand. That tickled my Grandpa and the kids. However, what really made them smile, was the meat cleaver under her side of the mattress. Don't mess with an Irish Grandma