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Saying goodbye to my great aunt Phyllis tonight.
She was 85 years old, and still the picture of health. She was out for her daily walk when she was hit at 35 MPH while crossing the street.
She wasn't five feet tall in heels, but you didn't cross Aunt Phyllis. She knew what was what, and would call anyone's bluff. She was Irish through and through, and was a blarney master. She still lived alone without anyone's help, having outlived Uncle Wilbur by twenty years.
Left to her own, she would have lived to be 150. But things are how things are, and I'm sure she's happy to not have had her life prolonged by the respirator any longer than it was. How many 85-year-old women would have survived almost three weeks after that kind of accident? She was as tough as nails, and as loving as she was tough.
I'll miss her.
- CJ
She was 85 years old, and still the picture of health. She was out for her daily walk when she was hit at 35 MPH while crossing the street.
She wasn't five feet tall in heels, but you didn't cross Aunt Phyllis. She knew what was what, and would call anyone's bluff. She was Irish through and through, and was a blarney master. She still lived alone without anyone's help, having outlived Uncle Wilbur by twenty years.
Left to her own, she would have lived to be 150. But things are how things are, and I'm sure she's happy to not have had her life prolonged by the respirator any longer than it was. How many 85-year-old women would have survived almost three weeks after that kind of accident? She was as tough as nails, and as loving as she was tough.
I'll miss her.
- CJ