My great Grandmother's full given name is Gladys Iva Roberts. I grew up calling her Nana G. My mother called her Fred. I'm not sure why, and I don't think I ever got an answer from my mother as to why she referred to Nana as Fred, she just did.
I was the first great grandchild of my generation...that may have been why I felt closer with my great grandparents comparatively speaking then with my grandparents. I must have been particularly spoiled and/or doted on...this is the only picture I have of my Nana G, with me at 4 years old, who passed away in 1983:
Nana G was really sick, with cancer when she passed. My mother and I had flown back to Santa Maria to spend some time with her while she was in the hospital. Mom decided after a week to have me fly back alone and she stayed for another week. Nana stayed with us the entire time of my visit. I flew back home and my mom called me that night at home and said that Nana had passed away while I was in flight. I have always chosen to believe that she waited until I left to say goodbye.
I was 12 then, I'm 39 now. I miss Mom's Fred. I wish I had more pictures of her. But as luck would have it, I have managed to reconnect with a cousin, who has pictures of both my Nana G and her brother Roby...I look forward to sharing those images of such an astounding woman.