On October 09 2008 my beloved friend, neighbor, surrogate mother, and one of the best Grandmothers anyone could have passed away. She had struggled for the past couple of months with her health. Over the last couple of months I spent a lot of time visiting her in the hospital. She turned 93 in June and though her body slowly went her mind was still so sharp. I hope that my mind will be like that when I get older. For those of you who did not know her. She loved Pepsi, was one of the biggest Utah Jazz fans I knew, she was a Mother of two, Grandmother of Ten, I think she had around 23 great-grand kids, and 5 great-great grandkids. She lived most of her life in Thatcher and I was lucky to have been her neighbor for 29 years. She could recite many poems and stories but there was one that only seemed fitting to give at her funeral. My aunt memorized and recited it in memory of her and did such a great job. It is called HOME by:Edgar A. Guest If you have time you should take a moment and read it.
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