Today, my Grandma Dot, one of the boys' great grandmothers, would have been 93 . She passed away a few weeks ago after gracefully enduring the loss associated with Alzheimer's. The disease took away almost all of her memory, but it didn't take away her spirit. She was happy in her days and activities, enjoying the company of friends even though she never remembered the visits. And she knew that she was loved and well taken care of by her daughter (my mom) even though the concepts of daughter and family were lost a few years ago. This post isn't about loss. It's about memory. These are some of the things I will always remember. Pearls. Grandma loved pearls. The way she said "well, I know", "pilla", "Mondy, Tuesdy,Wednesdy", and "storwa" - in her distinct tidewater accent. Navy. Never black. Three quarter length sleeves. Never short. Never long. Pantyhose. Always. Regardless of weather. Sending me cards every few