WatchMeNext wrote:
when my grandfather died, my grandmother kicked it six months TO THE DAY after his funeral. It was creepy, but I was surprised she lasted that long. They'd been married since like, the dawn of time.
My dad passed away 8 months after my mother died. He had just been given a stress test a month prior, and told he had the heart of a 50 yr old, and
yeah...he died of a heart attack. They had been married fifty-one years.
Thankfully I come from a long line of eye-talians, so there was no usual midwest cuisine brought over by relatives. No jello, no ham buns or macaroni
salads.....but pasta and booze...lots and lots of booze.
