Making memories the Iowan way

On Saturday night when we were down at the Vineyard Hannah and I volunteered to shuck the corn on the cob for dinner. I actually volunteered to do it because I have fond memories of doing it as a kid in Iowa and Hannah volunteered to help me.

Me: You know Hannah, there is a picture of me and Grandpa Dan doing this on Grandma Lentz's porch when I was a little girl.

Hannah: There is?

Me: Yep.

Hannah: When I grow up, and I have a little girl, I'm going to tell her all about sitting on the porch and shucking corn with my Mommy.

So here we are. Three generations of corn shuckers.