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Working on simple ancestry “hints”. Learned my dad was born at 2am.
 My Grandma Mary Agnew, his mother, died of cardiac arrest in her sleep in a nursing home near Ft. Wayne (Angola) IN Oct.18th 1976. I was just barely, barely pregnant for our firstborn. But I remember that I knew I was pregnant when Grandma Mary died. Personal story: Day before she died she was heard laughing and talking in her room. People asked her, “Who are you talking to Mary?” She said, “Oh, I’m talkin to my friends. I’m going home tomorrow.”Grandma Mary was a complex character. She adored little babies. Loved taking care of them. She loved taking us with her to go shopping, having us visit. I have memories of riding with her on a train. At the same time, we dreaded when she would be our sole caregiver! She was one BOSSY woman! She washed out my sister’s mouth with soap at least once, I remember. She would make us come inside for the night so early, like 4:00 in the afternoon. She would get mad at my mom (or anyone) and leave our house angry and go back to her home, even if it meant traveling on a train rather than having our dad drive her back home. She was independent and head strong! But when I was little, she worked as a cafeteria worker in Purdue cafeteria, and every night as she got off work, she would get on a public, city bus and come to our house for dinner. She adored my father, her firstborn, and it broke her heart terribly when he died before her.
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