Grandma Edythe passed away early this morning. Not everyone is lucky enough to have had such an amazingly cool grandmother -- one who wore bright velour tracksuits with matching shoes, headbands and lipstick -- who celebrated diversity and preached tolerance -- who taught to "save a little spend a little" -- who took a solo Spring Break vacation to Mexico in her 80s -- who apparently attempted stand-up comedy at her Senior Center and taught (or took) Spanish and played tambourine in her band -- who gave birth to one of the most amazing men I've ever known. . . the list goes on and on. Rest in peace Grandma Edythe. If there is a heaven I'm sure there's a spot in the funky urban section of heaven waiting for you.