My uncle (my dad's youngest brother) who I referenced in the previous post as being so ill that he inspired a possibly supernatural visit from my grandmother passed away this afternoon. I think grandma was really trying to tell me she was here for him. He was in poor health and I'm sure her and grandpa are taking good care of him now.
Grandma, I don't want to be rude, but I've put the top part of that Las Vegas pin in one box and the bottom part in another box. Amateur ghost hunter or not, I'm not ready for you guys to pay me any visits. We'll just chit chat for now, if that's okay with you.
(By the way, I have several funny Uncle Wayne posts on this blog which I'll send you to another time.)