My Grandmother was Cherokee, who I love so very much. She taught so much to all of her offspring. Through that, she still lives and will always live within my heart of hearts. The traditions I still carry on to this day in my own private life. I hope to share with you the reader some of the wonderful things she passed down to all her generations. If you have never had the opportunity to visit The Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee you truly have missed a treat! Come on down and visit with the Cherokee Indians in Tennessee and North Carolina. Each season is so very beautiful, whether it be spring, summer, autumn, or winter. There is always something outstanding to enjoy. My Grandmother used to call it our playground. And what a playground it is! My GrandmothersÕ spirit lives on as does The Great Spirit of the Native Americans! Wado!