As we've been expecting any moment since her stroke at the beginning of the year, Fumie's grandmother (Fumie's mother's mother) passed away Friday afternoon. She was born Kine Ueda on Amami Ooshima (an island in southern Japan) in 1924. She was 84.
The last time I talked with her was while looking at maps and satellite photos of Amami, prior to my first trip there during the new-year's holiday, as she talked about the place she left as a teenager and longed to return to. She last visited about 10 years ago, but a mild stroke soon after left further trips unlikely.
Children have a way of tying together the future and the past, even more so, of course, when the children in question are your children's children's children.
The next picture was taken Jan 1, 2006, just after three-year-old Anthony surprised her with a big hug and a kiss (something that Japanese kids rarely do now, and certainly would have never done in past generations). She was a bit flustered the first time, but soon became accustomed to it.
Her husband and siblings all passed before her. She is survived by Fumie's folks, Fumie, Fumie's brother Shogo, me, and Anthony.
The funeral is tomorrow.