So Tuesday, I am headed to St. Louis for my wife's grandmother's funeral.
Which is kinda sad. On the plus side, she did live into her nineties, was married more than 70 years, and raised 5 kids (that is crazy), I think 4 went to college, and maybe 5, the one I am unsure about was a police officer, he has retired.
All and all, she had a long, as far as I know healthy life. But the point of this is she was we'll say 90 to make the math easier, she was born 1925.
She was like 5 at the beginning of the great depression, she saw world war II, she saw the civil rights movement, man land on the moon, the civil rights movement, well, this list could get really really long.
I never really talked to her much, as well, I only met her 4 times I think, and she talk much, I just hope that I can live up the example she set.