We left out Tuesday round 1pm headed to Chicago to take my only home. It was a very hard trip. I have grown very close to her over the past couple of years. She used to live 3 doors down. All until she was made to leave her home. She could only take with her some of her belongings and moved in with me. Her other belongings are in two other places. She was here a week when trying to get in my ride (which she has done fine for 2 years) she feel. Landed up calling ambulance. Went to hospital they kept her of course. They sent her to a nursing home (for rehab) to help her strengthen her knees. She was not there even a month when she suffered multiple strokes all over her brain. So back to hospital on a Friday and by that Monday she was gone. Had the (for a lack of a better term) bitch not thrown her out of her own home (which she worked for 40-50 years for) she would have made it to her 71st birthday next month. I do miss her very much. I'm sorry to go on about it, but it helps to talk about her.