This last Friday my Granny passed away at 85. She had lived independently up until about a month ago and then after a series of illnesses she couldn’t quite shake she passed in her sleep. She didn’t want to be hooked up to machines or dependent on others to take care of her, and this past week she had said a few time that she was ready to go home to the Lord. So, as usual she got her way. She had moved to Houston in 2004 from Biloxi, Mississippi and over the last few years I was lucky enough to get to know her a little better. She had such an interesting life growing up in Louisiana and traveling Europe after the War with my Grandpa. I will miss hearing her stories, seeing her latest paintings and her southern charm. She was quite a Granny and she will be missed.
This picture was taken in 1941 when Granny was 17 and graduating from high school.