Elizabeth Stockard
My grandmother passed away on Monday afternoon. She was 90… or nearly 90… The age of death leaves the biggest impression when it is unreasonably young or exceptionally old. She was neither, but had a good run. A week and a half ago she had a massive stroke. At the time, they planned to move her to hospice and told my mother that she would never be responsive again. Of course my grandmother was an incredibly determined person, and decided to run away…