I cherish every memory of my Grandmother but my wedding is the brightest of all. When I told her I wanted to have the wedding at her house she tried to get me to reconsider. She even offered to pay for an alternate venue. She couldn't just tell me no, because that's the kind of Grandmother she was. At the time I was very young and didn't realize how much work is involved in hosting an event in your home. I insisted that it had to be at her home in Apache Junction. Her house was always one of my favorite places in the world, so it was a no-brainer for my wedding. After she saw how important it was to me, she kicked her party planning skills into gear and made sure my wedding was perfect! I got to marry my wonderful husband in my favorite place, and she let me wear her pearls. A few months after the wedding she sent me a photo album full of wedding pictures and little summaries of what was happening on each page. It is one of my most valuable treasures. After she died, I was looking through my wonderful wedding album and noticed her in the background of several pictures. She was delegating authority, running the show from behind the scenes. She had certain mannerisms and body language when she was directing others. Everyone knows she would pull out all the stops to make things perfect, and she wasn't afraid to put people to work to make it happen. I have pictures of her in action, in the album she made for me, of the wedding she hosted for me! I am so lucky she was my Grandma, she was the greatest woman I've ever known! The world is a dimmer place without her, she was truly remarkable!