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My 95 year old grandmother died yesterday. On her way to lunch after church. She was a strong lady who brought up a good family completely with grand children, great grandchildren, and some great great grandchildren.
She lived independently until the middle of last year when the doctors decided she needed more watching because of a couple of bouts with fluid in her lungs. She moved in with my aunt and uncle. She said she didn't want to be sick and dependent on people a long time or lay in a bed and waste away. Her mind was as sharp at a tack. I am glad she was in my life.
PK
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