Laying in a hotel bed in bumfuck KY, unable to sleep and reminiscing about my Grandmother. It was interesting how her surviving relatives on her side of the family wrote us out of her life in the obituary and funeral stuff. It is believed the little old lady was sitting a fortune, so a few years back her Neice shows up out of nowhere, mind you we never saw any of these people...ever, and moved her into a home, sold the family farm and all of the stuff, and has conveniently made us disappear. While I don't care about money, it will be interesting what comes of the will. She was technically my Step-Grandmother, but my my Mum's Mum died the day my Sister was born, so we only knew her as our Grandmother. We spent every Summer out on the farm with her and Papaw. When I was in school here, I would come out and visit her and spend time just hanging out. When my Mum died, we all gathered on the farm.
