Tribute to Meemaw

Four weeks ago, my wife Tiffany's maternal grandmother passed away. She was a grande dame, and her life story is an American story, one that encompasses the best years of the Twentieth Century. My wife was greatly affected by her during her childhood and into her adult life, and within a few days, she was gone on a bus to Oklahoma, back home to her family to bury an icon and grieve as one. The last three weeks for Tiffany have been difficult at best and downright horrible at worst, coming to terms with the loss of such a giant in her life. She will be forever missed. Love you, Meemaw, and we know Jesus is walking with you in the gardens even now.