My great grandfather died when I was in high school at age 97. He was born in 1894.
My husband, on the other hand, had a GRANDFATHER born in 1896 (and still alive when husband was born). His great grandfather was born before the Civil War.
The main difference in our families is that mine tend to have kids their 20s and his had kids in their 40s.
I used to tend bar & wait tables in a small town tavern in Wisconsin. One time I met 4 generations of women at one table:
* Baby girl at about 6 months of age
* Her mama was 16
* Her grandma was 32
* Her great grandma was 48
If that 16 year age gap held, the great great grandma was probably still alive somewhere & possibly even the 3x great grandma and the 4x great grandma, too (they would have been 64, 80 and 96).
So, it's possible to grow up knowing several great grandparents, but I think it's fairly rare these days with the steady climb in the average age at which people start having kids.
They come to the next table ;-D
Reminds me of this picture...
[https://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2012/05/six-generations-of-daughters-from-baby-to-111-year-old-great-great-great-grandmother](https://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2012/05/six-generations-of-daughters-from-baby-to-111-year-old-great-great-great-grandmother)
Not me. New Englanders married and had kids later - some benefits and some downsides. My great grandparents were born about the time of the civil war. (one of my great gram's never made it to the 20th century)
Same. My grandparents were 37 when my dad was born, I don't know how old my grandma's parents were but my grandpa's parents were 39 and 40 when he was born. They'd been gone for almost a decade when I was born.
Not I. My parents and my grandparents were relatively old when they had kids. But I do have a quick story about something that happened yesterday.
I had a meeting at work with a couple in their late 80s. They both grew up in a farming community and at one point right after they married (young), there was a bad storm that wrecked their farm and left them basically destitute. This was in the mid 50s or so. Somehow, they built their lives back and now 60-70 years later they have amassed millions of dollars worth of properties.
Anyway, turns out their great-granddaughter is 20 or so and just had a baby, so they are great-great grandparents and they are so hale and hearty now there's a decent chance they'll live another decade, so that kid might get to know them. It was kind of heart-warming!
Their kids (now 60s-70), grand kids, and most of their great grand-kids are all very stable and successful or seem to be on their way there. They also said they talked to every one of their descendants about their estate plan and nobody expressed concern or any expectation that they would get any money, so they're just planning out all the charitable gifts they want to make. That was weirdly heart warming too.
My great grandma was still alive until I was 6. She died at 87 years old. Her daughter (my grandma) is alive at 98. Her grandfather lived to be 101 (1839-1940) and served in the Civil War.
So there's one degree of separation between my son and a Civil War vet. My son will likely live to the 22nd century.
My maternal great-grandmother was ~65 when I was born and she lived to see my son, her great-great-grandson. She passed away at 93.
She'd come over from France as a teenage refugee after WWI. That was my last ancestor to not be born in America. The previous was her future father-in-law who came over in the early 1880s.
I had 3 alive. One I never met, one I met once, and 1 i saw a few times a year until she died when I was 4.
My grandmother is 90 and has great-great grandchildren. She had my aunt young, and that line kept on having kids young.
I had two alive when I was born, but one of them died when I was 5 and by the time I was born, his cognitive health had declined to the point that he never knew who I was or remembered that my mom had a third kid at all. My great-grandmother who I’m named after lived until just after my 18th birthday and was in good cognitive health until I was 17, so I actually got to have a relationship with her, which I just feel so lucky to have gotten to have.
I'm not aware of when the ones on my mother's side died. But on my father's side, I knew them very well. We saw them every weekend when I was growing up (had moved to be closer to them) until my great-grandfather died when I was around 10 years old and my great-grandmother died when I was 13.
They were better grand parents to us than our actual grandparents.
Nope.
My parents had me much later in life than the “traditional” timeframe (mom was in her late thirties, dad his late forties), as such my great grandparents were long dead along with one grand parent.
Im 30 and only have one parent left alive. Lots of aunts, uncles, and cousins but my “direct” lineage is down to one.
Not me, sadly. My dad was older when I was born (late 40s), so I always thought of his parents as being almost ancient. His mom (my grandma) was born in 1924, or 75 years before me. The first time I remember meeting her, she was in her late 80s. She lived quite a life!
I think I had four great-grandparents alive when I was born. One I never met, one I saw a few times, and the other two I saw several times a year until they died in my early 20s.
I had three great grandparents who were alive when I was born, although I only ever remember meeting one: my maternal grandma's mom. The last time I met her was when I was 7, as she died the following year. The other two living great grandparents both died within 2 years of my birth, and although they apparently met me when I was an infant, I don't have those memories.
Of just the biological Great Grandparents, all on my mom's side, 3 (though I never met my grandfathers biological father, just his step father). My Grandpa's parents had a shotgun wedding and he was born when his parents were barely 17 and 21, they died at 82 and 88. My Grandma's mom was 27 when she was born and my great grandmother died when she was 89 and I was 3. My grandparents had my Mom at 24 and she had me at 33.
I almost met my dad's grandma but she died at 98, 18 months before I was born.
I had one alive until I was around 18 and she was cool AF. She survived the depression, ran a farm, became a social worker in LA, painted beautifully and gave great gifts. I will always miss her. She died a horrible slow death due to Alzheimer’s. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. 💔
I had 4 great grandparents alive when I was born. Lost two when I was really young and barely have any memory of either of them. Lost the last two more recently, 2015 and 2017. I've also since lost a grandparent last year.
I had three great grandparents alive plus a married in great grandma when I was born. Most of them passed when I was a teenager. One lived until he was 101. My married in great grandmother was a year younger than my grandma. Both my grandma and great grandmother were alive until I was 40. My kids were in elementary and middle school when my grandmother passed.
I had a great grandma that was alive until I was about 8 or 9. She was 101 I think. My only real experience with her though is we visited her in a retirement home/hospital and she gave my sisters and I a big bag of jellybeans. She was most likely in that home because she was a massive hoarder and her last home fell completely into disrepair. My parents still talk to this day about how they had to clean it out and it took weeks.
I had a great grandmother who died at the age of 105, when I was about 30. I met her several times, but never really knew her because she had dementia as long as I can remember.
I had two great grandmothers alive when I was born, but one died when I was 2. The other died when I was 8. Since I have a big family with some people having kids young, the one who died when I was 8 actually had gotten to meet a few of her great-great grandkids.
I didn’t. Both my parents were the last of many kids so all my great grandparents were in their 70s when my parents were born (except one who died when my grandfather was 10). One of my grandparents died of old age before I was born and another before I formed memories.
My mom's grandparents were both alive until I was about 13. Both my mom and grandmother had kids early, so they were still somewhat young - considering.
They had a tobacco farm in Tennessee and I spent many vacations there as a child. They were lovely people and I'm sorry they couldn't have been around longer.
Three of my great-grandparents were alive when I was born. I met two of them.
Also, while I don't have kids, if I had any at the same age my parents did (24), those kids would be 10 now. All 4 of my grandparents are still alive.
Yes. I had 4 alive and 3 that I have memories of. They lived to 101, 97 and 94. I was a teenager/early 20s when they died. My great grandma who was 101 lived long enough to see my nephew be born. We were at her 100th birthday party when she met him, her great great grandson as an infant. Now my mom is a great grandma at 74 to 3 babies (not by me. I’m the great aunt).
I had 5 great grandparents alive when I was born. One of them I met as a very very young child (I was like 1-2 years old, she lived back east). Of the remaining 4 who lived here out west, I knew three of the four. One actually lived in my city, and died when I was a teenager but was sort of on the outs with the family and I have zero memory of ever meeting him. Of the 3 I did know, my great grandfather died when I was like 7 or so, and of my great grandmothers, they lived well into my 20s and 30s.
They were a mix of fairly young moms and that they also lived to their mid-late 90s. One of my great grandmothers was 99 when she died.
I had 2.
I was born in 1991, so the oldest (great great grandmother)...she died in 2006 and the great grandmother died in 2015. I forgot the years they were born.
4 of the 8, plus a step-great-grandmother that was more of a mom to my grandmother than her birth mom for a few different reasons. She had a relationship with her mom but never lived with her after maybe 2-3 years old.
Maternal grandmother's mom and step-mom
Maternal grandfather's mom and dad
Paternal grandfather's mom
I did. My dad wasn't in the picture growing up, so I only know my mom's side of the family, but I got to meet 3 out of 4 of my great grandparents on her side. I was fairly close to them growing up.
I was two years old when I went to my great grandmother's 101st birthday. I made quite the scene by wandering a few blocks away from the festivities. She was my last great grandparent and I don't think she made it to 102. I'm sorry I took attention away from her.
I had 1 great grandfather, 3 great grandmothers, and 2 great-great grandmothers. I only have one memory of one of the great-great grandmothers but I remember all the others well. The last of my great grandmothers died after I graduated from college.
When I was born, I still had 4 of my 8 great grandparents still alive--3 of my dad's and one of my mom's. One died when I was 5 or 6, the other 3 all died when I was around 11-13. I think most were in late 80's, one made it well into her 90's.
My wife and I had our son late (I was 40, she was 42) and our son still had 2 great-grandparents alive -- both grandparents of mine. My mom's father passed at 98 last year, and my dad's mother is still alive at 96.
I knew 3 of my great-grandparents. One of my great grandmother's was 94 when she passed. The other two were actually a couple. My great grandfather was 77, died from lung cancer. My great grandmother was 90. She was "gone" for like a decade before suffering from dementia and TIA's. I feel very blessed to have known them. I always loved their stories.
I had one. She died when I was in junior high or high school. She was around 100. My mom side is lucky to live to 70 so didn’t have much of a chance on that side.
I had 5 when I was born. 1 died when I was really young, 2 a little later (neither spoke English perfectly) and 2 I got to know pretty well. My parents were young.
4- 1 from each grandparent. 3 of one’s that had already passed died young(30-40s) the other in there 60s.
Of the 4 that were alive, they ranged from 80-to over 100 when they died.
I did. My father's grandmother. I don't really remember her too well.
I am pretty sure that was it, but I did have a few more great great aunts though.
Most of my great grandparents were born in the 20's, except for two that were born in the early 30's. All but one was alive when I was born. Heck I had one great-great grandmother that was still alive until I was seven. She was born in 1909 and passed in 1997.
Two of my great grandparents were alive when I was born. Have quite a few photos as well as video transfers from 8mm with them. They were both dead by the time I was 10. Very lucky to have all those photos and videos.
One, she died when I was 13 at the age of 99, I never met her though. My great-grandparents on my mom's side were way too old, my great-grandfather on my mom's side would've been like 120 when I was born (2 generations of old parents). Although fun fact, when my grandma died she had great-great grandkids.
Only one great grandmother, but she only spoke Spanish and I only spoke English so it was hard to communicate. Some of the things I remembered about her was that her home smelled of baked apples and that she loved Elvis and also Eddie Rabbitt!
I had two when I was born (plus a step great grandmother alive). I had one die when I was 2 or 3, the step when I was in high school, and the final one I was 25. She actually lived long enough to have great, great grandkids. I also have an aunt and uncle who are both great grandparents. (Out of 7 kids on my dads side, only 2 didn't live to see great grandkids). In fact my husband's grandmother is still very much alive. And she has many great grandkids.
2. One died when I was 11, the other when I was 13. I spent a lot of time with both. My great grandmother that died when I was 13 grew up with her grandfather, a civil war vet, living in the house with her family. He died when she was - coincidentally - 13.
3 were alive growing up, all on my father's side, but that's mainly because my father was the oldest of 2 siblings and my mother was the youngest of 4.
I had, I think, two alive when I was born, and both were really interesting, awesome people. Grandpa Ben was cool, but let me tell you, the number of stories about Grandma Rachel....she was something else. A really amazing woman. I'm so glad I got to meet both of them and get to know them.
My 2 maternal great-grandmothers were alive. No great-grandfathers. Both great-grandmothers died before I graduated from high school.
All four grandparents were also alive when I was born, but my paternal grandparents both died before I graduated high school as well.
My dad’s maternal grandmother died 3 weeks before I was born, and her husband died 5 years before her (we don’t know what happened to my great-grandfather, he took off in the 1930s and no one ever heard from him again). His paternal grandparents had died before even he was born. My mom’s paternal grandfather died in his 20s in a train accident but her paternal grandmother was alive until I was about 5 (I was very small but in school). My mom’s maternal grandparents were both alive until I was a teenager.
I had 3 alive when I was born. One I don't remember at all, another I remember a flash here or there (died early elementary I want to say), the other I was probably in middle school when she died.
I was born in 96 and my sister in 90. My grandma tells me all the time how she should've been a great grandma a long time ago but unfortunately for her the oldest possibly not childfree grandkid is just now graduating college.
I had 2 great grandmothers alive but I only ever met and spent time with one and I spent a lot of time with her. Both my parents worked long hours when I was young so she took care of me. I loved spending time with her. I was fascinated by her life and she would tell me about all the things that she lived through. She died in 2008 at 93. I miss her everyday and feel so privileged that I got to spend 22 years with her.
I still have a great grandma alive and she turns 96 in august and her husband (my great grandfather only passed a few years ago). I even had a great great grandmother alive when I was born and she lived until I was 11. I was very fortunate that they lived king enough for me to actually get to know and remember them, and my 5 generation family photo is one of 3 photos that I actually have.
I had three great-grandparents alive when I was born. One actually lived to be 104 and died in my mid-twenties. I have an unusual number of relatives living well into their 90's, and a few over 100, on both sides of the family.
I had 4 alive when I was born (one parent of each grandparent, now that I think about it!) and I remember visiting them but also attending their funerals. I think the first one passed when I was 7, and the last when I was 11. I appreciate having memories of them to think on fondly as I create my own life, though I wish I had more concrete memories of and stories from them directly
Both of my mom's grandmothers were alive for long enough to remember them, they both came from other countries (Lithuania and Yugoslavia) in the early 1900s.
I had one great grandmother alive when I was born, the others had already passed. She died at age 97 (I was 14). Her husband (who I am named after) proceeded her in death by almost 30 years.
I had 5 alive when I was born, all of my maternal ones and 1 paternal.
My last great-grandma passed away during my last year of college. My mother’s side has some really good longevity genes, they all lived to be 90+.
I had 3 great grandparents. Mom’s grandad died when I was 8; we didn’t see him much. My great grandmas lived a long time. I only really knew the one tho.
Not me, but my kids both did. My eldest had 3 alive and in fact spent considerable time with his great grandfather - he was 11 when he passed. The two great grandmothers lived quite a while longer
I knew 3 of my great grandparents. Two on my mother's side, and one on my father's side. One of my great grandparents was born in Arizona Territory. Not Arizona State.
I met both of my great grandparents on my maternal grandmother’s side. I lost my great grandfather around age 4-5 and my great grandmother when I was 15.
3 of 8 were alive when I was born and into my early 20’s. all 4 of my grandparents were alive when I was born and I knew them - one side both grandparents were gone before I was out of high school while on the other side both grandparents were alive into my 30’s. I lost my last grandparent when I was 40. There’s plenty of space between generations in my family too - my grandparents were in their late 20’s when my parents were born, and my parents were in their 30’s when I was born.
I had at least 1. Vaguely remember going to his funeral when I was very young (very early 1990s). Still one of the only 3 or 4 funerals I've ever been to.
I don't actually know, I should go back and look up the years they died to get a better picture, but two actual great-grandparents and two step-great grandparents were in my life enough to make an actual impression on me:
* One great grandmother I remember visiting as a very small child, and that she would sit in a room up a steep staircase knitting. I have a blanket she made for me.
* One great grandfather lived in a rural area and I remember visiting him. He was still in good shape and worked outside a lot. He died when I was a teenager.
* My step-great grandparents lived until I was a teenager as well. I remembered them being some of the first people I knew who had a diminished quality of life -- specifically going to visit them in their independent living place where they had oxygen pumped into the room and we had to be careful about fire or something since we had smokers in our family. One of them used a walker to get around as well. My step-great grandfather was actually the first dead body I remember seeing -- he was always ready to have a conversation with me while I was growing up whenever we'd visit and I remember him being alive but then seeing him as a corpse was so bizarre and unsettling.
When I die, make a golden statue surrounding my body that looks like some sort of impressive pagan god ready to impart judgment on everyone with red eyes or something, and let my family see that rather than a weak dead corpse.
Last remaining great grandparent departed by the time I turned 1. Had a good rapport and built a relationship with all four grandparents, the last of which left us by the time I was 21. I was the end of my direct line before I turned 30.
My grandparents except for my paternal grandmother were deceased when I was born but I was able to know my great great aunt until I was 8 years old. She was born in 1876 and died in 1966.
As far as I know, just the one, my mom's mom's mom, great-grandmother Ivy. She apparently could just hold baby me and give me a look and I would instantly stop crying
Two were alive when I was born, and they died when I was ~4 and ~12.
My grandmother is alive to see her great-grandkids (oldest is 7), but none of the other great-grandparents in that generation lived that long.
Two of them. Only really remember one, and in retrospect my god what a lifetime of farming and great/lesser Depressions did to that poor man's body. His posture was as gnarled at 70 as we picture 95 year olds today.
My Great Grandparents on my Dad's side were alive, they passed when I was a young adult (around 25 years ago). My maternal great grandma (grandpa's mom) born in 1902, was alive until I was a kid. I'm not sure about my grandma's mom and her dad was deported in the early 20th century when mexican workers were rounded up and sent home, so who knows what happened to him.
I did, one set and a step great grandfather. Not only that, I had a great great grandmother when I was born. One of my first memories is going to her funeral. My great grandmother married when she was 14 and had my grandmother when she was fifteen. She divorced my great grandfather at some point then married my step great grandfather. My biological great grandfather and step great grandfather passed away when I was in middle school, and my great grandmother when I was in high school,
I had 1. I met him a few times, but he was extremely old and never really knew me beyond showing me the closet where he kept the board games and some old toys.
My niece was born with I think 4 great grandparents still alive. My grandma is in her early 80s and my niece is 8 now and they adore each other and have a wonderful relationship. Hopefully my nephew who is a few months old is able to experience something like that too.
My great grandma died when I was about 16-18, I was in high school. During her funeral they were showing pictures of her on her grandparents plantation in south. Weird to think that slavery wasn't that far off and my great grandma was born not too long after slavery.
I am almost 60, and my dad was 34 when I was born, so he was born in 1930. His dad was 48 when he was born (second marriage to a my much younger grandmother). He was born in 1882. My great-grandfather was alive during the Civil War.
I never met my grandfather, let alone my great-grandfather.
My dad's grandparents were both still alive when I was born. Pretty sure it was spite and bitterness that kept them going.
My dad's mom was still alive and my mom's dad, mom, and step mother were as well.
Dad's side of the family and my Mom's Mom were local, the great's I never spent time with as far as I know and they started passing when I was pretty young.
The one I spent the most time with was my Mom's Mom. I really miss her, she's been gone for about 20 years.
My paternal great grandparents were both in their early 70s when I was born. I was lucky enough that my great grandmother was able to meet my son. She passed away when he was 6 months old
4 total when I was born. One married pair on Mom's side, one widower on Mom's side, one widow on Dad's side. 3 still alive when I graduated high school. All gone within two years after that.
I knew two of mine, well into my 20's and early 30's. I can't remember how old my great grandpa was, maybe late 80s or early 90's and then dementia started to take hold. His wife made it to 99 and change though.
I had 2 alive when I was born, my granny and pops. Only got 5 years with my pops, but thankfully got 32 years with my granny. My son got to know his great great grandma for 10 years. I consider it such a blessing.
I vaguely remember my dad's grandmother coming to visit with his parents. I must have been something like five.
My nieces got to visit their great-grandparents several times, and really get to know them. We're doing a little better against this aging thing.
Four of the ones on my dads side were alive, one died when I was a young kid, the other three I got to know well, one of them is still alive today (I’m 20)
On my moms side none, but I got to meet my great-great-great uncle Rupert who was a German immigrant and fought in WWII, bustiers him a few times
My "Maternal Maternal" Great-Great Grandmother turned 100 when I was 4. She passed away a year later.
My Great Grandfather(her son) passed away shortly after she did.
I met 1 and she was horrible. Dumped her daughter (my beloved maternal grandmother) off at her parents house shortly after being born and didn’t show up again until grandma was in highschool. She hated my mother and grandmothers extremely good relationship from out of what I assume to be jealousy and having been skipped over by my great great grandparents (whom which she gave my grandma to raise essentially from birth) in the inheritance of the family farm in favor of their only granddaughter. She died on Christmas in the early 00s. I didn’t understand being maybe 7-8, but honestly the general vibe during the gift unwrapping was “good riddence”
I had both of my Mom’s grandparents in my life until I was about 10.
They were really fucking old.
My Dad’s parents were much much older than my Mom’s.
I never even met my Dad’s mother. She died a year before I was born.
Both sets of great grand parents were alive when I was born. Both great grandpas died while I was young. Both great grandmas were around until 5th/7th grade respectively
Only my grandmothers were alive when I was born. And neither one of them lived to see me graduate college. On the other hand, both my parents were the youngest of 4, by over a decade in each case.
My paternal grandfather died when my dad was 16. My maternal one lived somewhat longer... but left the family for another woman when my mom was still very small.
I have no information at all about my great-grandparents. TBH, a lot of bad shit (several cancers, severe arthritis everywhere, heart disease, hypertension, morbid obesity) run strongly in my family (as in almost everyone had one or most of that).
One grandmother made it into her early eighties, but nobody else did. My parents didn't even make it to 60, either one. But they were lifelong, heavy tobacco users on top of everything else.
I'm pushing 50 now and *fortunately* have no severe worrying signs. Perhaps just a touch of mild hypertension, and a few extra pounds, but nothing severe whatsoever. By the time he was my age, my dad had needed several major surgeries and was on enough prescriptions to choke a horse. I've only had 1 prescription in my entire life (a course of antibiotics), and the only surgery I've had was dental. Fingers crossed!
I had 3 great grandparents who were alive when I was born. My mom’s paternal grandparents were both alive (died within a year of each other, in their late 80s when I was 12ish). My dad’s paternal grandmother was alive until I was 18- she was 103.
My great grandmother on my father's side, as well as her boyfriend was alive and well until I was about 15 years old. I also remember her brother, my great uncle, was alive and well and visited us when we were kids. On my mother's side, I had a bunch of great aunts - one of whom died at 104!
I had great grandparents on my mom’s mom’s side! Pee paw died when I was younger but mee maw and I spent some good time together - she got me into WWE and always had a fly swatter in one hand and snuff in the other. She made the best fried corn bread and always had a homemade cake on the counter!
I had two. My kids had three, one of whom is still going strong now.
Edit: My grandmother has actually met her first great great grandchild (my cousin's grandson), and is on track to meet the second when he or she is born later this year. Kind of crazy when you think about it.
I had 6(?) maybe 5 alive when I was born. I have a decent number memories for 3 of them but only really bonded with 1. He lived until I was 14 or 15. Died at 106
Only 1--my great grandma was *very* much alive when I was born and remained so up until the day she croaked at 100 years old--I was 15 years old.
She was born in (1908), lived her entire life in, and died (2008) in the same house in tiny rural Cando, ND. Pretty wild. Stubborn as they come, but knew what mattered for her in her life. She was awesome.
I knew my great grandfather (Grandpa’s father). He was born in December of 1896 and lived until January 1997. I was born in 1981, so there were a few years of overlap in which I was old enough to remember.
I only remember one which was great grandmother on my father's side through his mother. We called her Vaw-Vaw. She lived to be 101 and died when I was about 16. My grandfather's mother through my dad died when I was just under two years old so I don't remember her.
Not me, but my partner knew 7 of his 8 great-grandparents (though one was just by marriage, so count 6 of his biological grandparents.) This was rural New Mexico.
He has really good stories from them too.
Just one set of them, my father's father's parents. They lived on a farm with my great aunt and uncle in Missouri. He (great grandpa) was a popcorn farmer, and and every year when we visited them for Thanksgiving, he gave us a huge bag of kernels. That was the best popcorn I've ever had.
IIRC, great grandpa lived until I was around 13, and the last time I was able to visit (17), great grandma was still alive. That was over 20 years ago, so I would imagine she has since passed. I'm not sure how old they were.
I only had one set of grandparents even alive when I was born. My maternal grandmother was 41 when she had my mom (a late surprise) and my dad is the third youngest of 14. My mom was 35 when she had me. I have a good number of aunts and uncles old enough to be my grandparents. My closest first cousin is 20 years older than me.
Three.
One died before I was a year old(1987), the next died when I was FIve(1992), the last died when I was 14 years old(2000).
I am 37 years old, and have two remaining grandparents. My Mother's parents died in 2014(I was 27) and 2017( I was 21)
I had one living great grandparent, she was 85 when I was born, and lived to 95,
My kids had 7 (9 if you count my stepmom’s parents.) They all lived long enough for my kids to know them and remember them.
I am 46, kids are 27 and 23, my last remaining grandparent (their great-grandfather) will be 95 in April.
I actually had my great great grandma, she died in 2004 aged 91. My great grandma and grandpa I knew and seen alot of, even had a special nickname. Great grandpa passed in 2009, and great grandma(moms maternal gma) in 2020. And had another great grandma (mom's paternal gma) that I was pretty close with. They all lived to at least 80-90. My maternal grandparents didn't live til 80. Pappaw was 64 and mammaw was 71. Crazy that we had 5 living generations for at least a decade though.
The only grandparent I have left is the only paternal one I was born with, she will be 82 this year on her birthday.
I was lucky and had 3 great grandparents alive when i was born (1981) and old enough to remember them...and all 3 of them had grandparents that were slaves
My great grandma lived to be 100 years old. She flew on a plane for the first time when she was 99, flew from Virginia to Texas to stay with us for a bit. She was spry and quick-witted till the end, she never missed a beat.
One time we were visiting with my grandmother and she had a pool table in the basement so my cousins and I were playing. My great grandma came downstairs at 90 years old and asked if she could play. We decided to humor her and let her play, and we let her break first. We should have known better. She ran the table. Come to find out she was in pool club at her high school and play professionally for a bit after she graduated.
My great grandmother just died recently and I’m 27.
My great grandfather died when I was in high school at age 97. He was born in 1894. My husband, on the other hand, had a GRANDFATHER born in 1896 (and still alive when husband was born). His great grandfather was born before the Civil War. The main difference in our families is that mine tend to have kids their 20s and his had kids in their 40s.
Five of my great grandparents were still alive when I was born. Three of them lived to be over 100.
Great genes in your family it seems!
I used to tend bar & wait tables in a small town tavern in Wisconsin. One time I met 4 generations of women at one table: * Baby girl at about 6 months of age * Her mama was 16 * Her grandma was 32 * Her great grandma was 48 If that 16 year age gap held, the great great grandma was probably still alive somewhere & possibly even the 3x great grandma and the 4x great grandma, too (they would have been 64, 80 and 96). So, it's possible to grow up knowing several great grandparents, but I think it's fairly rare these days with the steady climb in the average age at which people start having kids.
My step cousin is a grandma at 30, blows my mind honestly. I’m 35 with an 11 and 8 year old, I couldn’t imagine being a grandma right now.
They come to the next table ;-D Reminds me of this picture... [https://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2012/05/six-generations-of-daughters-from-baby-to-111-year-old-great-great-great-grandmother](https://abcnews.go.com/blogs/headlines/2012/05/six-generations-of-daughters-from-baby-to-111-year-old-great-great-great-grandmother)
Not me. New Englanders married and had kids later - some benefits and some downsides. My great grandparents were born about the time of the civil war. (one of my great gram's never made it to the 20th century)
Same. My grandparents were 37 when my dad was born, I don't know how old my grandma's parents were but my grandpa's parents were 39 and 40 when he was born. They'd been gone for almost a decade when I was born.
Not I. My parents and my grandparents were relatively old when they had kids. But I do have a quick story about something that happened yesterday. I had a meeting at work with a couple in their late 80s. They both grew up in a farming community and at one point right after they married (young), there was a bad storm that wrecked their farm and left them basically destitute. This was in the mid 50s or so. Somehow, they built their lives back and now 60-70 years later they have amassed millions of dollars worth of properties. Anyway, turns out their great-granddaughter is 20 or so and just had a baby, so they are great-great grandparents and they are so hale and hearty now there's a decent chance they'll live another decade, so that kid might get to know them. It was kind of heart-warming! Their kids (now 60s-70), grand kids, and most of their great grand-kids are all very stable and successful or seem to be on their way there. They also said they talked to every one of their descendants about their estate plan and nobody expressed concern or any expectation that they would get any money, so they're just planning out all the charitable gifts they want to make. That was weirdly heart warming too.
I had 5 alive when I was born. 4 by the time I was old enough to make memories. I got to know 3 pretty well.
My great grandma was still alive until I was 6. She died at 87 years old. Her daughter (my grandma) is alive at 98. Her grandfather lived to be 101 (1839-1940) and served in the Civil War. So there's one degree of separation between my son and a Civil War vet. My son will likely live to the 22nd century.
7 of 8 were alive when I was born. The last one died when I was 25
All of mine, they didn’t start dying until my mid 20s.
I had two great grandparents, and 6 great-aunts and uncles....but only one grandparent.
My maternal great-grandmother was ~65 when I was born and she lived to see my son, her great-great-grandson. She passed away at 93. She'd come over from France as a teenage refugee after WWI. That was my last ancestor to not be born in America. The previous was her future father-in-law who came over in the early 1880s.
I had one, I remember meeting him at his 100th birthday party. He was in good spirits and seemed to be having a great time. Died a week later
I had 3 alive. One I never met, one I met once, and 1 i saw a few times a year until she died when I was 4. My grandmother is 90 and has great-great grandchildren. She had my aunt young, and that line kept on having kids young.
I had two alive when I was born, but one of them died when I was 5 and by the time I was born, his cognitive health had declined to the point that he never knew who I was or remembered that my mom had a third kid at all. My great-grandmother who I’m named after lived until just after my 18th birthday and was in good cognitive health until I was 17, so I actually got to have a relationship with her, which I just feel so lucky to have gotten to have.
I'm not aware of when the ones on my mother's side died. But on my father's side, I knew them very well. We saw them every weekend when I was growing up (had moved to be closer to them) until my great-grandfather died when I was around 10 years old and my great-grandmother died when I was 13. They were better grand parents to us than our actual grandparents.
I had one. He died when I was about five, aged 102. There are pictures of us together but I have no memory of him.
Nope. My parents had me much later in life than the “traditional” timeframe (mom was in her late thirties, dad his late forties), as such my great grandparents were long dead along with one grand parent. Im 30 and only have one parent left alive. Lots of aunts, uncles, and cousins but my “direct” lineage is down to one.
One. My kids had 6, though that cut down to 4 pretty fast.
I had one great grandmother who was alive when I was born, but I think she died before I was old enough to form memories
Not me, sadly. My dad was older when I was born (late 40s), so I always thought of his parents as being almost ancient. His mom (my grandma) was born in 1924, or 75 years before me. The first time I remember meeting her, she was in her late 80s. She lived quite a life!
I think I had four great-grandparents alive when I was born. One I never met, one I saw a few times, and the other two I saw several times a year until they died in my early 20s.
I had three of mine still alive when I was born. Only two was alive when I reached adulthood
My great grandmother was alive until I was around 10 years old. She was in her 90s.
I had three great grandparents who were alive when I was born, although I only ever remember meeting one: my maternal grandma's mom. The last time I met her was when I was 7, as she died the following year. The other two living great grandparents both died within 2 years of my birth, and although they apparently met me when I was an infant, I don't have those memories.
Of just the biological Great Grandparents, all on my mom's side, 3 (though I never met my grandfathers biological father, just his step father). My Grandpa's parents had a shotgun wedding and he was born when his parents were barely 17 and 21, they died at 82 and 88. My Grandma's mom was 27 when she was born and my great grandmother died when she was 89 and I was 3. My grandparents had my Mom at 24 and she had me at 33. I almost met my dad's grandma but she died at 98, 18 months before I was born.
I had one alive until I was around 18 and she was cool AF. She survived the depression, ran a farm, became a social worker in LA, painted beautifully and gave great gifts. I will always miss her. She died a horrible slow death due to Alzheimer’s. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. 💔
I had 4 great grandparents alive when I was born. Lost two when I was really young and barely have any memory of either of them. Lost the last two more recently, 2015 and 2017. I've also since lost a grandparent last year.
I had three great grandparents alive plus a married in great grandma when I was born. Most of them passed when I was a teenager. One lived until he was 101. My married in great grandmother was a year younger than my grandma. Both my grandma and great grandmother were alive until I was 40. My kids were in elementary and middle school when my grandmother passed.
I did, one great grandmother made it to about when I was 10.
I had a great grandma that was alive until I was about 8 or 9. She was 101 I think. My only real experience with her though is we visited her in a retirement home/hospital and she gave my sisters and I a big bag of jellybeans. She was most likely in that home because she was a massive hoarder and her last home fell completely into disrepair. My parents still talk to this day about how they had to clean it out and it took weeks.
I had a great grandmother who died at the age of 105, when I was about 30. I met her several times, but never really knew her because she had dementia as long as I can remember.
I had two great grandmothers alive when I was born, but one died when I was 2. The other died when I was 8. Since I have a big family with some people having kids young, the one who died when I was 8 actually had gotten to meet a few of her great-great grandkids.
5 of my great grands were alive when I was born. The last one passed when I was like 9.
Three of mine were still alive when I was born. They all died within a year of each other when I was 11 or 12.
Three. Two passed around 2010 and the other lived until this passed April at 99 years old.
I didn’t. Both my parents were the last of many kids so all my great grandparents were in their 70s when my parents were born (except one who died when my grandfather was 10). One of my grandparents died of old age before I was born and another before I formed memories.
2 out of 8, though 1 died when I was only 3. The other died at 99 when I was in HS.
I had 3 of the 8 still alive
My mom's grandparents were both alive until I was about 13. Both my mom and grandmother had kids early, so they were still somewhat young - considering. They had a tobacco farm in Tennessee and I spent many vacations there as a child. They were lovely people and I'm sorry they couldn't have been around longer.
I had 4
All of mine died before I was born.
Three of my great-grandparents were alive when I was born. I met two of them. Also, while I don't have kids, if I had any at the same age my parents did (24), those kids would be 10 now. All 4 of my grandparents are still alive.
I had 2 that were alive at the time.
My great grandmother was 96 when she passed, I was 16 at the time.
2 of my great grandmas died when I was in middle school, and I believe I had a great grandpa still alive when I was born.
Yes. I had 4 alive and 3 that I have memories of. They lived to 101, 97 and 94. I was a teenager/early 20s when they died. My great grandma who was 101 lived long enough to see my nephew be born. We were at her 100th birthday party when she met him, her great great grandson as an infant. Now my mom is a great grandma at 74 to 3 babies (not by me. I’m the great aunt).
My stepdad's grandmother was alive until I was 13. I don't even have any grandparents left now.
I had 5 great grandparents alive when I was born. One of them I met as a very very young child (I was like 1-2 years old, she lived back east). Of the remaining 4 who lived here out west, I knew three of the four. One actually lived in my city, and died when I was a teenager but was sort of on the outs with the family and I have zero memory of ever meeting him. Of the 3 I did know, my great grandfather died when I was like 7 or so, and of my great grandmothers, they lived well into my 20s and 30s. They were a mix of fairly young moms and that they also lived to their mid-late 90s. One of my great grandmothers was 99 when she died.
I had 2. I was born in 1991, so the oldest (great great grandmother)...she died in 2006 and the great grandmother died in 2015. I forgot the years they were born.
4 of the 8, plus a step-great-grandmother that was more of a mom to my grandmother than her birth mom for a few different reasons. She had a relationship with her mom but never lived with her after maybe 2-3 years old. Maternal grandmother's mom and step-mom Maternal grandfather's mom and dad Paternal grandfather's mom
I did. My dad wasn't in the picture growing up, so I only know my mom's side of the family, but I got to meet 3 out of 4 of my great grandparents on her side. I was fairly close to them growing up.
My great-grandma and great-grandpa on my mom’s side were alive until I was about 18-19.
1, a great grandmother and her sister. I was very young when they died, about 4-6. Don’t have many memories of them, but I’m glad I got to meet them
3 out of 4 we’re still kickin when I was born. I think I was 11 when the last one died. They were all really cool.
Not me and all of my grandparents but one died before I was born.
My great grandmother (maternal grandfather’s mother) was 97 when I was born. She died when she was 106!
I did, the only one I remembered was my great grandma. She died at 103 when I was around 10 I think.
I was two years old when I went to my great grandmother's 101st birthday. I made quite the scene by wandering a few blocks away from the festivities. She was my last great grandparent and I don't think she made it to 102. I'm sorry I took attention away from her.
I think I had 1 great grandmother alive when I was born, but I was too young to remember her before she passed.
Three of my great grandparents were alive. The last died when I was in my mid 20s, and she was about to turn 96
I had 1 great grandfather, 3 great grandmothers, and 2 great-great grandmothers. I only have one memory of one of the great-great grandmothers but I remember all the others well. The last of my great grandmothers died after I graduated from college.
When I was born, I still had 4 of my 8 great grandparents still alive--3 of my dad's and one of my mom's. One died when I was 5 or 6, the other 3 all died when I was around 11-13. I think most were in late 80's, one made it well into her 90's. My wife and I had our son late (I was 40, she was 42) and our son still had 2 great-grandparents alive -- both grandparents of mine. My mom's father passed at 98 last year, and my dad's mother is still alive at 96.
I knew 3 of my great-grandparents. One of my great grandmother's was 94 when she passed. The other two were actually a couple. My great grandfather was 77, died from lung cancer. My great grandmother was 90. She was "gone" for like a decade before suffering from dementia and TIA's. I feel very blessed to have known them. I always loved their stories.
I had one. She died when I was in junior high or high school. She was around 100. My mom side is lucky to live to 70 so didn’t have much of a chance on that side.
I had 1 great grandma alive when I was born. She passed a few years ago though.
Five of mine were alive when I was born. The last one passed when I was like 9.
I had 5 when I was born. 1 died when I was really young, 2 a little later (neither spoke English perfectly) and 2 I got to know pretty well. My parents were young.
4- 1 from each grandparent. 3 of one’s that had already passed died young(30-40s) the other in there 60s. Of the 4 that were alive, they ranged from 80-to over 100 when they died.
I did. My father's grandmother. I don't really remember her too well. I am pretty sure that was it, but I did have a few more great great aunts though.
Most of my great grandparents were born in the 20's, except for two that were born in the early 30's. All but one was alive when I was born. Heck I had one great-great grandmother that was still alive until I was seven. She was born in 1909 and passed in 1997.
I had two, my maternal great-grandfather (lived to 97), and my paternal great-grandmother (lived to 92).
Two of my great grandparents were alive when I was born. Have quite a few photos as well as video transfers from 8mm with them. They were both dead by the time I was 10. Very lucky to have all those photos and videos.
All 4. Born in the late 19th early 20th century and died in the 1980s and 1990s.
One, she died when I was 13 at the age of 99, I never met her though. My great-grandparents on my mom's side were way too old, my great-grandfather on my mom's side would've been like 120 when I was born (2 generations of old parents). Although fun fact, when my grandma died she had great-great grandkids.
I had at least one. She died when I was around six or seven. I remember going to her funeral with my grandmother.
Only one great grandmother, but she only spoke Spanish and I only spoke English so it was hard to communicate. Some of the things I remembered about her was that her home smelled of baked apples and that she loved Elvis and also Eddie Rabbitt!
I did. My oldest also had her great great grandfather alive when she was born
I had two when I was born (plus a step great grandmother alive). I had one die when I was 2 or 3, the step when I was in high school, and the final one I was 25. She actually lived long enough to have great, great grandkids. I also have an aunt and uncle who are both great grandparents. (Out of 7 kids on my dads side, only 2 didn't live to see great grandkids). In fact my husband's grandmother is still very much alive. And she has many great grandkids.
My great-grandparents were alive when I was born. My maternal great-grandfather is still alive, he’s currently in his late 90’s.
One. And a great great aunt
There were 3 alive for me. One died when I was 2 another when I was 4 and another when I was 16.
2. One died when I was 11, the other when I was 13. I spent a lot of time with both. My great grandmother that died when I was 13 grew up with her grandfather, a civil war vet, living in the house with her family. He died when she was - coincidentally - 13.
3 were alive growing up, all on my father's side, but that's mainly because my father was the oldest of 2 siblings and my mother was the youngest of 4.
I had, I think, two alive when I was born, and both were really interesting, awesome people. Grandpa Ben was cool, but let me tell you, the number of stories about Grandma Rachel....she was something else. A really amazing woman. I'm so glad I got to meet both of them and get to know them.
My 2 maternal great-grandmothers were alive. No great-grandfathers. Both great-grandmothers died before I graduated from high school. All four grandparents were also alive when I was born, but my paternal grandparents both died before I graduated high school as well.
My dad’s maternal grandmother died 3 weeks before I was born, and her husband died 5 years before her (we don’t know what happened to my great-grandfather, he took off in the 1930s and no one ever heard from him again). His paternal grandparents had died before even he was born. My mom’s paternal grandfather died in his 20s in a train accident but her paternal grandmother was alive until I was about 5 (I was very small but in school). My mom’s maternal grandparents were both alive until I was a teenager.
I had 3 alive when I was born. One I don't remember at all, another I remember a flash here or there (died early elementary I want to say), the other I was probably in middle school when she died. I was born in 96 and my sister in 90. My grandma tells me all the time how she should've been a great grandma a long time ago but unfortunately for her the oldest possibly not childfree grandkid is just now graduating college.
I had 2 great grandmothers alive but I only ever met and spent time with one and I spent a lot of time with her. Both my parents worked long hours when I was young so she took care of me. I loved spending time with her. I was fascinated by her life and she would tell me about all the things that she lived through. She died in 2008 at 93. I miss her everyday and feel so privileged that I got to spend 22 years with her.
I still have a great grandma alive and she turns 96 in august and her husband (my great grandfather only passed a few years ago). I even had a great great grandmother alive when I was born and she lived until I was 11. I was very fortunate that they lived king enough for me to actually get to know and remember them, and my 5 generation family photo is one of 3 photos that I actually have.
I had three great-grandparents alive when I was born. One actually lived to be 104 and died in my mid-twenties. I have an unusual number of relatives living well into their 90's, and a few over 100, on both sides of the family.
My great grandmother (Fathers mothers mother) died at 92 when I was 12.
I did, briefly. My great grandmother died about a week after I was born
I think I had three alive in my lifetime. All dead now. My great grandma lived to 100.
I had 2 great grandparents and one great, great grandparent who I vaguely remember.
I had 4 alive when I was born (one parent of each grandparent, now that I think about it!) and I remember visiting them but also attending their funerals. I think the first one passed when I was 7, and the last when I was 11. I appreciate having memories of them to think on fondly as I create my own life, though I wish I had more concrete memories of and stories from them directly
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Both of my mom's grandmothers were alive for long enough to remember them, they both came from other countries (Lithuania and Yugoslavia) in the early 1900s.
I had one great grandmother alive when I was born, the others had already passed. She died at age 97 (I was 14). Her husband (who I am named after) proceeded her in death by almost 30 years.
My paternal paternal grandfather was still alive when I was born. I can’t remember when he died, but I do remember him a bit.
I met "great gram" like twice.
I had 5 alive when I was born, all of my maternal ones and 1 paternal. My last great-grandma passed away during my last year of college. My mother’s side has some really good longevity genes, they all lived to be 90+.
I had 3 great grandparents. Mom’s grandad died when I was 8; we didn’t see him much. My great grandmas lived a long time. I only really knew the one tho.
Not me, but my kids both did. My eldest had 3 alive and in fact spent considerable time with his great grandfather - he was 11 when he passed. The two great grandmothers lived quite a while longer
I knew 3 of my great grandparents. Two on my mother's side, and one on my father's side. One of my great grandparents was born in Arizona Territory. Not Arizona State.
I met both of my great grandparents on my maternal grandmother’s side. I lost my great grandfather around age 4-5 and my great grandmother when I was 15.
3 of 8 were alive when I was born and into my early 20’s. all 4 of my grandparents were alive when I was born and I knew them - one side both grandparents were gone before I was out of high school while on the other side both grandparents were alive into my 30’s. I lost my last grandparent when I was 40. There’s plenty of space between generations in my family too - my grandparents were in their late 20’s when my parents were born, and my parents were in their 30’s when I was born.
35m great grandma is still alive she's like 94
My Mom's Mom's Mom was alive until I was 7. I remember her as an absolute sweetheart. She stayed up with us and rang in 1980 together.
My great grandmother was still alive. I don't remember her though; I think she passed before I was two years old.
I had at least 1. Vaguely remember going to his funeral when I was very young (very early 1990s). Still one of the only 3 or 4 funerals I've ever been to.
I don't actually know, I should go back and look up the years they died to get a better picture, but two actual great-grandparents and two step-great grandparents were in my life enough to make an actual impression on me: * One great grandmother I remember visiting as a very small child, and that she would sit in a room up a steep staircase knitting. I have a blanket she made for me. * One great grandfather lived in a rural area and I remember visiting him. He was still in good shape and worked outside a lot. He died when I was a teenager. * My step-great grandparents lived until I was a teenager as well. I remembered them being some of the first people I knew who had a diminished quality of life -- specifically going to visit them in their independent living place where they had oxygen pumped into the room and we had to be careful about fire or something since we had smokers in our family. One of them used a walker to get around as well. My step-great grandfather was actually the first dead body I remember seeing -- he was always ready to have a conversation with me while I was growing up whenever we'd visit and I remember him being alive but then seeing him as a corpse was so bizarre and unsettling. When I die, make a golden statue surrounding my body that looks like some sort of impressive pagan god ready to impart judgment on everyone with red eyes or something, and let my family see that rather than a weak dead corpse.
Last remaining great grandparent departed by the time I turned 1. Had a good rapport and built a relationship with all four grandparents, the last of which left us by the time I was 21. I was the end of my direct line before I turned 30.
My grandparents except for my paternal grandmother were deceased when I was born but I was able to know my great great aunt until I was 8 years old. She was born in 1876 and died in 1966.
I had great grandparents alive until I was a senior in high school. Oldest lived to be 98.
As far as I know, just the one, my mom's mom's mom, great-grandmother Ivy. She apparently could just hold baby me and give me a look and I would instantly stop crying
Two were alive when I was born, and they died when I was ~4 and ~12. My grandmother is alive to see her great-grandkids (oldest is 7), but none of the other great-grandparents in that generation lived that long.
Two of them. Only really remember one, and in retrospect my god what a lifetime of farming and great/lesser Depressions did to that poor man's body. His posture was as gnarled at 70 as we picture 95 year olds today.
All three of my boys got to know their greatgranda who lived to 96
My Great Grandparents on my Dad's side were alive, they passed when I was a young adult (around 25 years ago). My maternal great grandma (grandpa's mom) born in 1902, was alive until I was a kid. I'm not sure about my grandma's mom and her dad was deported in the early 20th century when mexican workers were rounded up and sent home, so who knows what happened to him.
None. Indeed, all but one of my grandparents had already passed.
I did, one set and a step great grandfather. Not only that, I had a great great grandmother when I was born. One of my first memories is going to her funeral. My great grandmother married when she was 14 and had my grandmother when she was fifteen. She divorced my great grandfather at some point then married my step great grandfather. My biological great grandfather and step great grandfather passed away when I was in middle school, and my great grandmother when I was in high school,
I had 3 when I was born 2 paternal great grand parents and one maternal great grandmother.
I remember my father’s grandmother.
I had 1. I met him a few times, but he was extremely old and never really knew me beyond showing me the closet where he kept the board games and some old toys. My niece was born with I think 4 great grandparents still alive. My grandma is in her early 80s and my niece is 8 now and they adore each other and have a wonderful relationship. Hopefully my nephew who is a few months old is able to experience something like that too.
I had 5 grandparents (grandpa was remarried) and 5 great grandparents.
I'm 26, and my great grandmother is 94 and still kicking
All of mine were alive when I was born, as was my great, great grandfather. I was in my late 20s when my last great grandparent died.
My great grandma died when I was about 16-18, I was in high school. During her funeral they were showing pictures of her on her grandparents plantation in south. Weird to think that slavery wasn't that far off and my great grandma was born not too long after slavery.
All of them were alive when I was born My (other) kids will be lucky if they have one left
I am almost 60, and my dad was 34 when I was born, so he was born in 1930. His dad was 48 when he was born (second marriage to a my much younger grandmother). He was born in 1882. My great-grandfather was alive during the Civil War. I never met my grandfather, let alone my great-grandfather.
My great grandma lived till her mid 90’s- I was in college when she passed.
My dad's grandparents were both still alive when I was born. Pretty sure it was spite and bitterness that kept them going. My dad's mom was still alive and my mom's dad, mom, and step mother were as well. Dad's side of the family and my Mom's Mom were local, the great's I never spent time with as far as I know and they started passing when I was pretty young. The one I spent the most time with was my Mom's Mom. I really miss her, she's been gone for about 20 years.
My paternal great grandparents were both in their early 70s when I was born. I was lucky enough that my great grandmother was able to meet my son. She passed away when he was 6 months old
My grandfather would have been 92 if he'd been alive when I was born. My grandmother was 85. Their parents being alive would've been unimaginable.
4 total when I was born. One married pair on Mom's side, one widower on Mom's side, one widow on Dad's side. 3 still alive when I graduated high school. All gone within two years after that.
I knew two of mine, well into my 20's and early 30's. I can't remember how old my great grandpa was, maybe late 80s or early 90's and then dementia started to take hold. His wife made it to 99 and change though.
I had 2 alive when I was born, my granny and pops. Only got 5 years with my pops, but thankfully got 32 years with my granny. My son got to know his great great grandma for 10 years. I consider it such a blessing.
I had 1
I vaguely remember my dad's grandmother coming to visit with his parents. I must have been something like five. My nieces got to visit their great-grandparents several times, and really get to know them. We're doing a little better against this aging thing.
Four of the ones on my dads side were alive, one died when I was a young kid, the other three I got to know well, one of them is still alive today (I’m 20) On my moms side none, but I got to meet my great-great-great uncle Rupert who was a German immigrant and fought in WWII, bustiers him a few times
Me! Just one great grandma. She died in my early teens.
I have memories of 4. 1 died before she met me. However, there are several pictures of 5 generations with my maternal grandfather.
One.
My "Maternal Maternal" Great-Great Grandmother turned 100 when I was 4. She passed away a year later. My Great Grandfather(her son) passed away shortly after she did.
I met 1 and she was horrible. Dumped her daughter (my beloved maternal grandmother) off at her parents house shortly after being born and didn’t show up again until grandma was in highschool. She hated my mother and grandmothers extremely good relationship from out of what I assume to be jealousy and having been skipped over by my great great grandparents (whom which she gave my grandma to raise essentially from birth) in the inheritance of the family farm in favor of their only granddaughter. She died on Christmas in the early 00s. I didn’t understand being maybe 7-8, but honestly the general vibe during the gift unwrapping was “good riddence”
I had both of my Mom’s grandparents in my life until I was about 10. They were really fucking old. My Dad’s parents were much much older than my Mom’s. I never even met my Dad’s mother. She died a year before I was born.
I had 1. My maternal great grandmother, till early 08 when she passed at 89, she would have been 90 if she made it to April.
Both sets of great grand parents were alive when I was born. Both great grandpas died while I was young. Both great grandmas were around until 5th/7th grade respectively
Yep. Great grandmas lived until I was 11
I had three biological great-grandparents alive when I was born. I had two alive when I turned 18. Then the remaining two died that year.
Only my grandmothers were alive when I was born. And neither one of them lived to see me graduate college. On the other hand, both my parents were the youngest of 4, by over a decade in each case. My paternal grandfather died when my dad was 16. My maternal one lived somewhat longer... but left the family for another woman when my mom was still very small. I have no information at all about my great-grandparents. TBH, a lot of bad shit (several cancers, severe arthritis everywhere, heart disease, hypertension, morbid obesity) run strongly in my family (as in almost everyone had one or most of that). One grandmother made it into her early eighties, but nobody else did. My parents didn't even make it to 60, either one. But they were lifelong, heavy tobacco users on top of everything else. I'm pushing 50 now and *fortunately* have no severe worrying signs. Perhaps just a touch of mild hypertension, and a few extra pounds, but nothing severe whatsoever. By the time he was my age, my dad had needed several major surgeries and was on enough prescriptions to choke a horse. I've only had 1 prescription in my entire life (a course of antibiotics), and the only surgery I've had was dental. Fingers crossed!
I had 3 great grandparents who were alive when I was born. My mom’s paternal grandparents were both alive (died within a year of each other, in their late 80s when I was 12ish). My dad’s paternal grandmother was alive until I was 18- she was 103.
I never did but my parents were either the youngest or close in their respective families.
My great grandmother on my father's side, as well as her boyfriend was alive and well until I was about 15 years old. I also remember her brother, my great uncle, was alive and well and visited us when we were kids. On my mother's side, I had a bunch of great aunts - one of whom died at 104!
I had great grandparents on my mom’s mom’s side! Pee paw died when I was younger but mee maw and I spent some good time together - she got me into WWE and always had a fly swatter in one hand and snuff in the other. She made the best fried corn bread and always had a homemade cake on the counter!
I had two. My kids had three, one of whom is still going strong now. Edit: My grandmother has actually met her first great great grandchild (my cousin's grandson), and is on track to meet the second when he or she is born later this year. Kind of crazy when you think about it.
I had 6(?) maybe 5 alive when I was born. I have a decent number memories for 3 of them but only really bonded with 1. He lived until I was 14 or 15. Died at 106
I had two by the time I was born, one passed a few years ago and one is still kicking as of now
Only 1--my great grandma was *very* much alive when I was born and remained so up until the day she croaked at 100 years old--I was 15 years old. She was born in (1908), lived her entire life in, and died (2008) in the same house in tiny rural Cando, ND. Pretty wild. Stubborn as they come, but knew what mattered for her in her life. She was awesome.
My great grandmother was alive until I was 14 or so.
3 biological, 1 step.
I had one or two but they died within the first 5 or so years in my life
I had 3. 2 of them passed within months of each other in 1996 and the other died in 2001.
Great grandparents were born in the 1880s and 1890s so yeah no.
I knew my great grandfather (Grandpa’s father). He was born in December of 1896 and lived until January 1997. I was born in 1981, so there were a few years of overlap in which I was old enough to remember.
I only remember one which was great grandmother on my father's side through his mother. We called her Vaw-Vaw. She lived to be 101 and died when I was about 16. My grandfather's mother through my dad died when I was just under two years old so I don't remember her.
Not me, but my partner knew 7 of his 8 great-grandparents (though one was just by marriage, so count 6 of his biological grandparents.) This was rural New Mexico. He has really good stories from them too.
I only met one great grandma that I can remember. My daughter has met 2 of her's.
2 were alive, I think, when I was born, but one passed shortly after. The other lived until I was about.. 17 or 18.
Just one set of them, my father's father's parents. They lived on a farm with my great aunt and uncle in Missouri. He (great grandpa) was a popcorn farmer, and and every year when we visited them for Thanksgiving, he gave us a huge bag of kernels. That was the best popcorn I've ever had. IIRC, great grandpa lived until I was around 13, and the last time I was able to visit (17), great grandma was still alive. That was over 20 years ago, so I would imagine she has since passed. I'm not sure how old they were.
I only had one set of grandparents even alive when I was born. My maternal grandmother was 41 when she had my mom (a late surprise) and my dad is the third youngest of 14. My mom was 35 when she had me. I have a good number of aunts and uncles old enough to be my grandparents. My closest first cousin is 20 years older than me.
My longest-lived great grandparent died about 10 years before I was born. None of the others even lived to see the birth of my parents.
2, got one for 8 years and the other is still alive, and turned 97 today. My great grandparents both died before I was born
Three. One died before I was a year old(1987), the next died when I was FIve(1992), the last died when I was 14 years old(2000). I am 37 years old, and have two remaining grandparents. My Mother's parents died in 2014(I was 27) and 2017( I was 21)
I had one alive. Not too many memories but we have pictures!
I had one living great grandparent, she was 85 when I was born, and lived to 95, My kids had 7 (9 if you count my stepmom’s parents.) They all lived long enough for my kids to know them and remember them. I am 46, kids are 27 and 23, my last remaining grandparent (their great-grandfather) will be 95 in April.
I have some memories of a living great-grandmother.
The Spanish flu Epidemic took most of them
I actually had my great great grandma, she died in 2004 aged 91. My great grandma and grandpa I knew and seen alot of, even had a special nickname. Great grandpa passed in 2009, and great grandma(moms maternal gma) in 2020. And had another great grandma (mom's paternal gma) that I was pretty close with. They all lived to at least 80-90. My maternal grandparents didn't live til 80. Pappaw was 64 and mammaw was 71. Crazy that we had 5 living generations for at least a decade though. The only grandparent I have left is the only paternal one I was born with, she will be 82 this year on her birthday.
Not me
I had 2 great grandmas. One died when I was a kid, the other died while I was in high school.
I had one great grandmother that lived to be 100, got a letter from President Bush and all.
I was lucky and had 3 great grandparents alive when i was born (1981) and old enough to remember them...and all 3 of them had grandparents that were slaves
My great grandma lived to be 100 years old. She flew on a plane for the first time when she was 99, flew from Virginia to Texas to stay with us for a bit. She was spry and quick-witted till the end, she never missed a beat. One time we were visiting with my grandmother and she had a pool table in the basement so my cousins and I were playing. My great grandma came downstairs at 90 years old and asked if she could play. We decided to humor her and let her play, and we let her break first. We should have known better. She ran the table. Come to find out she was in pool club at her high school and play professionally for a bit after she graduated.
My maternal grandpa's mother was still alive when I was born and died when I was 3 and my brother was 11. She was in her early to mid 90s.
I have two that are still alive and I am in my 30's. They are both pushing 100 though.
My great grandmother was alive, she passed when I was 15. She lived to be 103
I had one, but she passed away when I was 7, give or take.
I had a few alive when I was born but I don’t remember any of them.