She's Legen, Wait for it..... Dary

It's not everyone who gets to go to McDonald's with their great-grandma and explain to her how you order a plain burger because she doesn't understand why asking for no cheese still means they put onions, ketchup, and pickles on it.
It's not everyone who at seven years old spends the weekend at their great grandma's house and gets to rent The Wedding Planner. (AL didn't know that until yesterday.)
It's not everyone who can share in the confusion of trying to wrap their head around why someone who dislikes cheese so strongly she won't eat pizza enjoys chowing down on a bag of Cheetos.
It isn't everyone who's goal in life until they are 9 to pass up their great-grandma because it's a right of passage in the family.
Not everybody gets to go hang out with their great-grandma and watch Hallmark Channel Christmas Movies when they come home from college on Christmas break.

I remember one time when you babysat me and we were going to get McDonalds for lunch and you told me how much you disliked backing out of our driveway because you were sure you were going to hit the telephone pole.  I remember going to your house and having supper with you and we knew when you said we could have Pepsi if mother said it was alright that we were going to get to drink Pepsi because Mom wasn't going to say no to G.G.  I remember searching at grocery stores for the little cans of Pepsi because you just couldn't finish a whole can.  We didn't find them very often so I also remember frequently splitting a can of Pepsi with you at family functions. I remember watching I Love Lucy dvds at your house when we visited sometimes.  I remember when Dad Skyped in for somebody's birthday and you were absolutely amazed he could see and hear you from half way around the world.  I remember turning red in the face at Fourth of July while Mrs. MC and Munckin doubled over in laughter when you told AL my date was a pretty good looking guy and he was sitting three feet away from you. I remember when you kicked me out of your room at Evenglow twice in one week, because "I should go home and help Mother."  I could go on forever with my I remembers, but that would turn into a novel and not a blog post.

G.G. you are legendary and you left behind a legend that I'm sure will live on just as long as you lived with us because how can you spend almost a century on this earth and not leave behind a legacy that will live on for much longer.  I've spent some time trying to wrap around my head what it would be like to have a life that spans from major communication moving from the telegraph to text messaging, that spanned both world wars and the Great Depression, and to see the evolution of computers. You inspired us all to live life to the fullest, to take advantage of every moment in our lives and to above all place our trust in the Lord above to carry us through even the darkest of times.  You share so many things with us, your love of chocolate, movies, dancing, family, and learning.  Although I seem to have not inherited all of your enthusiasm for chocolate and shopping, I do believe you are probably part of the reason I enjoyed my Monday night swing dance at Newman so much last year.  I'm so grateful that I got to spend the last 19 years with you and witness you in action. You are so loved and you will be missed so much.