My Great-Grandma, Lois Fish, was an amazing woman. I have many memories of spending time at her house when I was younger, memories of playing on her back porch, memories of her coming to our house to sit with my sisters and I. In later years, I enjoyed calling her, going to visit her, and making her cookies. I cannot believe she is gone. Still so fresh in my mind, I wanted to write down what I could in an effort to record my memories so as to not forget. Oh how I wish I would have done so when my Grandma Dineen died 20 years ago. Every time I called my Grandma, she was truly so thrilled to hear from me. She was so lonely in recent years, and each time I ended the call, I promised myself I'd call her sooner than I had in the past. I spoke with her more than most, but as I reflect, it just wasn't enough. When I moved back home, I was so excited because I could spend more time with her. I can count on one hand the number of times I went to visit her on my own in the last yea...