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Tuesday, June 15, 2004Norma Pascoe
My beloved grandmother Norma Pascoe passed away this morning. Her health hasn't been great recently, so her death wasn't much of a surprise. I guess what I am surprised at is how much it's affecting me. I'm flying home to Pittsburgh tomorrow to be with my family for what will be a week of mourning.
She was a total joy. During my childhood she owned a bar -- Norma's Place -- and I can remember many nights as a kid in that bar with my dad, and Grammie would pull a bag of peanuts or potato chips from behind the bar and give me that snack and a couple quarters to play pool, or even better, the arcade bowling machine. But what I really remember most fondly is something much more recent. Ever since I moved to California (10 years ago), whereas most of my family constantly asks when I'm moving back, Grammie would just want me to call her more often. And when I did, the calls were never full of longing; they were always full of life -- about her gambling road trips, about how this or that doctor was an asshole, about how "the kids" wanted to put her in a home and she'll be damned if they EVER take her out of her house. As I write this, I realize: I had a noir grandmother. Yeah, she was pretty great. And as I write this I realize how much I'll miss her. // posted at
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