Clareified

My surrograte grandma died yesterday.
Her last name started with a D and since I liked Scrooge McDuck, I’d always call her Miss McD. She had a bunch of grandkids nearish to my age, so I spent countless after school and weekend hours at her house.
Her kitchen had a diner counter instead of a table and so her real grandchildren and I would always slide our glasses down to one another like we saw on TV and talk like actors from 50s movies. (They were plastic, so she didn’t much care about when we missed.)
She was the only person who I knew in my youth that lived in an actual house. She had a wood paneled basement and during parties, the kids would hang out and play games there.
She was a million years old, but I spoke to her a few months ago and her voice was just exactly as it was when she’d call me to the kitchen when I was a little kid and she’d rub my head and call me a smart cookie.
Rest in Peace, Miss McD.

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