Last Lunch Together

I was out to lunch with my mom and grandma about a month before Grandma died.  It was often difficult to make conversation with grandma, Alzheimers doesn't just erase huge chunks of memory. . . it fries the logic circuits and commits other random mischief.  But there were good days and this lunch was one of them.  My mom's cousin Kris had asked my mom if she knew how many cows Grampa Johnson (my grandmas dad) had on his farm.  My mom did not remember.  So when we were at lunch with grandma I asked her if she remembered.  She immediately answered 112!  I knew from what my mom had told me about the size of the farm that this wasn't possible but I was pleased that the answer matched the question.  I replied, "That's alot of cows!"  Grandma leaned over and in a conspiratorial voice said, "That's alot of lying!"

Grandma had a quick wit at times and it always delighted me.  Her humor was never at the expense of others.  I miss her so much.