With the anniversary of my grandma’s death still looming after twenty-six years on October 1, 1997. I miss my grandparents on my mom’s side of the family. Their phone number was easy to remember after all these years of course — 752-1003. Yes, I still remember it. For years now I have wanted to pick up the phone and dial the number to see if someone has the number today. I know no one has my old landline number 756-3977. Area codes left out on purpose. Oh, how I miss my grandparents these days when the family dynamics is going south. Family members do not talk to one another because of family members being snoopy, bring up the past, and we rarely get along anymore. My mom has spoken to her son since my nephew was a baby. My brother and his family saw Mom at my Uncle Ed’s funeral in April 30, 1997, that year Grandma Myra’s health took for the worst after that, and Grandma Myra died October 1, 1997. Grandpa Clarence died six years later on February 15, 2003, at the age of 91. He ended up with Alzheimer’s disease. Grandpa Clarence has been gone for twenty years while Grandma My has been gone for twenty-six years.
Also, on this day my childhood physical therapist CKG passed away from cancer in the early 2000s. To this day I miss her. I watched her son and daughter grow up.
