The day the music died

Well, that's that. Super-fantastic Grandma Tim is gone. The huz says she's probably within an hours reach of home, unless she and Grandpa Tim stopped for sustenance some where.

I miss her. Not just because we've got a new mountain of laundry and her folding efficiency either. She was fun. She is fun.

The huz said "Just think of it this way. She's got to go back for a conjugal visit with Dad."

Her parting words to me: "Just like Aaaa-nold. I'll be back."