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With all the death around us lately, death that is taking too many too soon. I want to celebrate the passing of my 92 year old grandma. Yesterday she left us and living a full and long life. This photo and this day is one of my fondest and surreal memories of her. On my round trip ride to Ny chris and ken and I had got a lil sidetracked cause I got a front flat the night before, when we woke we wanted off the terrible toll road we were on, we headed aimlessly west and were in some early morning traffic, it lead us next to a river, and alongside old decrepit brick buildings. Oddly thousands of miles from home it all looked familiar. I was born in Pittsburg Pa. But moved when I was 3 and hadn't visited in a decade. But kid memory is strong, and the closer we got to town the more I realized I was so close to where I was born. Three wrong turns and at least that many bridges shot us into a tunnel, I tried to exit but a semi blocked my freeway escape, bolting towards the next available exit I stopped and pulled over to call my mom and see if I was anywhere near were I was born and my grandma still lived..... As I looked up right in front of me, there stood a massive sign with a huge arrow pointing towards the town of Crafton. My first home, and were I spent tree first days of my life. By this time my mom was on the other end of the phone, she explained, surprisingly that I was a mile from my grandma. She said you gotta see her, I said "no shit" a few brick roads and a few minutes later I see my little old grandma waving to me. Her first words to me "look what the cat dragged in" and that's the last time I saw her. I don't believe in God, but I think there are certain powers that lead to certain moments and tugs was one such moment. Completely cosmic. Rip Grandma. Love you. #divineintervention #dieselmechanicswife #pittsburgpa #life #live