RIP to my grandma. The English woman who lived through WWII, got trapped in their bunker when a bomb went off near their home, was engaged to another man who she left when she met my grandpa and married 'That American Flyboy', traveled after my grandpa, when the war ended, alone with her 2 year old daughter {my mom} on the S.S. Queen Mary, and became an American all for love. She passed away last Tuesday. She died the day before Grandpa's sixth year death date. She's now keeping my grandpa under control and is so happy to be with him again. I'll miss you and I love you.
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