I'll miss the way she called me "beeb" in her Scottish accent. The way she sometimes called me Karri or Cheryl and how she always called Danny, Scotty. I'll miss her trying to fatten me up on chocolate saying I couldn't think straight cause I was too skinny. I'll miss the way she would comment on how "black" Dan was. Thanks for Dinner Gram. No problem, I'd do the same for a white man. I'll miss her calling my Dad a yuppy. I'll miss her listening to my radio show, but not liking it cause she doesn't like vegans. I'll miss walking into her house, and having her sing to me... Here comes the girl with the long black haiiiirr. And the ugly facceeee. I will always remember her and the effect she had on Danny. I wish I had gotten to say goodbye. I can't think straight. I can't even imagine how crushed and alone I would feel without my Nana. She and my mom are the ones who have always been there and understood me. I need to call her. I Love You.