An entire generation in my family is now gone. The last of my great-grandparents passed away last night. Grandma Pressler, on my dad’s side had been suffering from cancer and other ailments. She was 81.
I didn’t really know her. More that I knew of her. I have vague memories of her visiting when I was a kid.
But alas, that’s it. I actually thought that when GG (my mom’s dad’s mother) passed away that that was it for great-grandparents. I guess I confused Grandpa Prescott’s passing as the whole of the great-grand parents on my dad’s side.