What I remember most about Nanny is that when we were kids she always had two huge containers of Lincoln Logs and army men for us to play with when we went to her "house" in Jackson. Oh, and let's not forget the time she was at our house and was reaching for what I think was a candy wrapper and her chair broke in two and it was like watching her in slow motion as she glided all the way over to the floor (she wasn't hurt of course)....pretty funny. I was always amazed by her vivid recollection of events and dates; it was as if they had happened only yesterday. Nanny was a "good egg" and I'm sure she is finally at peace. I'll miss her.
