Ovida was dear to us;  the Grandmother of any kid's dreams.  She loved without limit, and doled out snacks to help us sit still in church.  It was by her side that we first learned to play solitaire and how to cross-stitch.  She carried us to her own bed when we fell asleep on the couch, and she cooked up the meanest lefse in the Midwest.  Ovida's house was our Getaway growing up, just as we hope Ovida can be your Getaway now.