Grandfather Heidtmann married twice. I don't remember my actual grandmother who died of the flu when I was one.
Every day he would come in from riding into the kitchen where there was an open fire, and the Mamselle would give him a big hot chocolate from the stove.
Eventually he married again. She was a lovely woman and my second grandma, as they didn't have children of their own.
She looked at him when he was riding and hoped he'd look at her.
And eventually he did.