Goodbye Grandma (and Grandpa)

My father's mother, Gladys Farmer was 91 years old when she passed away yesterday of natural causes. There will be no funeral - her ashes will be spread into the ocean off the coast of Florida. She was a very spiritual person.

She joins my grandfather Frank Robert Farmer, who passed away more than a year ago.

I'll always remember growing up in Michigan and going to visit them on holidays for a big traditional meal and conversation - eating at the kid's table and having a great time. I also enjoyed it when I became old enough to participate in the recurrent informal Farmer Male Debates, typically about labor and economic issues. Refined my rhetorical skills arguing with my father and grandfather. Good times.

Odd, I'm the oldest in the family blood-line on my fathers side of the family now. Not real sure what I think about that.

Anyone who new my Grandpa or Grandma is welcome to comment.

Update September 2006: Both of them had their ashes spread off the coast of Florida.