Betty Mae Page
April 22, 1923 – December 11, 2008
Just as beautiful at 80
I had to drive Grandma out to the next town so she could get a wood piece for her needlepoint makings. On the way there she kept insisting that Gevvy was too hot and that he needed his jacket removed. Since my son wasn't complaining, I maintained that it could wait until we arrived at our destination. Soon after that, Sean called me to tell me that he was home (he had to work, that's why he couldn't drive her in the first place). While driving at a fast speed on the highway, I wasn't able to put my phone back in it's case, so I put it on my lap.
After 5 more minutes of Grandma's badgering about Gevvy being too hot, she convinced me to pull over on the side of the road. It was snowy and I was in a hurry. My phone fell on the ground and I didn't even notice.
A few minutes later, the empty phone case made me realize that my phone was floating around somewhere.
Too bad it was floating around outside of the car. I drove back and found it in pieces on the road.
I wonder if Bettie Page did needlepoint?
