Honestly, I didn't garden for veggies for decades afterwards. Flowers, yes. Lots of perennial flowers, but veggies? None. I used to gift Aunt Jane shrubs and perennials, or prints of flowers. She heeded the happiness. And boy did she ever love getting presents. So the point here is that there is still hope for your son. And grandson.
The place, now that I have a larger share in its ownership, is not so romantic anymore. It's been neglected so long I think I will go broke just trying to keep the house standing and the buckthorn at bay. She did a lot of the manual labor while she lived there, until she died at the age of 90. Now I have to do it!
Oh! I just remembered! One of the last things she said to me was "I just want you to love the place." I guess I am carrying out her last wish.