Too late for coffee, and it's probably cold anyway, but I'll take a cup or two.
So, today counted as......sucky, for lack of a better term.
We woke up with a layer of ice on everything outside (including my nose, which was in my uninsulated bedroom....), but cold aside, had a decent first part of the morning. We had our family Bible study in the warm living room, had our cups of coffee, and breakfast. My dad went off for work, and I got my homework ready for classes in the city today. I just finished stapling my Chemistry report together, when a call came over the police/fire scanner for, "671, White Oak Road in Trinity Pines, for an elderly female, non-responsive, and not waking up." That happens to be my grandmothers address. We called my dad on the cell phone, and he called his brother who stays with grandma.
While we were waiting for my dad to cal back, we hear the fire department get on scene, and cancel the ambulance.....as well as call for a coroner. Seconds later, my dad calls back on the phone saying that, grandma has passed to the great hunting grounds in the sky.
This all happened at 8:30 a.m. Dad rushed home (fifteen minute walk) and packed the whole family in the car, to head over there, hopefully before the coroner got there. We did, with ten minutes to spare, and watched her rolled away.
At the request of the family (who were all up at grandmas from Nevada and Arizona, to attend the court hearing in the murder case of my uncle) we stayed a while.......and didn't walk back in the door until just passed 9:30 p.m.
She was 78, and had resided in the Pines since 1998, having owned the property since 1966. She has four surviving children, and more grandchildren than I care to count at the moment. She was born in Texas in 1935, and moved with her family to Tulare California in 1937. From there she moved to Fremont California, and eventually to Weaverville California. She died in her sleep last night.
R.I.P. Jackie Jackson.
--TK