This year my little granddaughter was old enough to want to select Christmas gifts for her recipients herself, with a little help from her mother. For her grandfather, she chose a jar of chokecherry jelly. That's not the most common flavor.
When he opened his present, my husband's face lit up. He told me that when he was about 12 or 13 years old, his grandmother, Beulah (Galt) Graham Kinsey, would have him pick chokecherries along the banks of the Chama River with his brother and sister. Since chokecherries are very sour, there was no temptation to eat them before they were delivered to his "Little Grandma." She used the berries to make jelly.
Thank you, MacKenzie, for the jelly and the sweet memory for your grandfather.
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