Driving Miss Jeanne: Highway Meditations A couple of weeks ago I drove my grandmother, Jeanne, from Michigan to Florida. She’s actually my wife’s step-grandmother.
But Jeanne says that’s just a technicality, that “step” business and the “relative by marriage” business. I am her granddaughter.
Even without knowing anything else, it’s hard not to love someone who says things like that. Then there’s the fact that she’s lived the most marvelous life: Was married to the love of her life for almost 50 years before he passed.
Traveled the world. Attended balls. Had a successful career at a time when that was not possible for many women. Had a beautiful family and loads of friends.