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Tue, 30 Nov 2004
So I'm in Indiana, unexpectedly. We found out Friday morning, the day after Thanksgiving, that my grandmother (my dad's mother) had passed away during the night. Her memory had been been fading over the past couple years, and last year at this time she moved out of the house that my grandfather built and into a nursing home. The last time I saw her -- last December -- I'm not sure she remembered who I was. She died after spending Thanksgiving with her family and talking to all of her seven children on the phone; it seems almost like she decided it was time to go.