L’s mother called us this morning with a dual purpose—to wish us a happy new year, and to let us know that L’s grandmother died early this morning. It was certainly no surprise; Tink turned 96 two weeks ago, and she’s been in a slow decline for several years. I can’t help but feel that death was a blessing and a release; she was very feeble, deaf as a post, and generally lacking anything that could have been called quality of life.
There’ll be no immediate funeral; Tink willed her body to the medical school, and whatever’s left will be cremated, then taken down to Reedville (at the end of the Northern Neck of Virginia, where her family came from) this summer for a memorial service and burial. L and M will go up; T, we’re sure, won’t be able to take time away from managing the store; and I haven’t any idea what I’ll be doing.
Mary Biddlecomb Harry
17 December 1911 – 1 January 2008
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