My husband's maternal grandmother passed away Sunday night, after a tough few years of health struggles. Her name was Anita but the entire family referred to her as Bingo Gram, because of the frequency of her bingo playing up until recently when she has had a harder time getting around. I think Bingo Gram had a pretty rough life, but she was a sweet lady. Her oldest daughter ran off to get married when she was only a teenager and had a baby less than 9 months later. Fortunately he was a good guy and they are still married with kids and grandkids all these years later. Gram's alcoholic husband died of liver cancer at a relatively young age, when Mike was just a kid. She was diabetic and obese and lost her leg many years ago in an accident so she got around with a false leg which caused her problems frequently. She had a heart valve failure several months ago and no one thought she would live, but she battled back, first moving to a nursing home and eventually back to her own apartment. All these obstacles would have made most people bitter and grouchy, but not Bingo Gram. She enjoyed her family very much, especially her grandkids and great-grandkids like Nathan. I especially enjoyed playing cards with her, even when she and I made mistakes and were chided by our card partners. That's why she was a good partner to have, because we never faulted each other for our mistakes. It was fun when she learned how to Instant Message on AOL and she would type out a short message to me very slowly while I was online. She especially loved to brag to her family about talking to me while I was traveling on business in some remote location. We will all miss her very much. Here's a picture of her at Nathan just a couple months ago.