My mom passed on today about 2:30 pm. She was fighting cancer, COPD and heart problems. She was 79 and liked to drink beer and smoke cigarrettes. She surprised me that she lived that long with her bad vices but it finally caught up with her. She didn't know any strangers in life and always liked to talk with anybody. She could carry that Gray grouchiness with her and I could always tell when she didn't take her medicine. She attended a few 82nd Airborne picnics and legend affairs with the Ridgway chapter and she had a good time. I tried to be a good son to her. I will miss the Lil Grouch!