My 99 year old grandma passed away yesterday. I am blessed to work in the retirement home she lived in for the last 3 years. I got to see her every day I worked and she had great stories, that I will cherish forever.
She was a sports fan, especially baseball. She was part of the original group of women that became known as the Red hat women. She, along other women, made hats with buttons of favorite past and current Reds and wore them to the games. A game wasn't around the corner for her, She lived about 2 hours from Cincinnati and yet she and her group of women or when my grandpa was alive went to about 30 games a year. Every Fan Appreciation Day for around 40 years, we went as a family (it grew to over 50 people), we put up a big cheer when our group "Helen's bunch" was announced on the scoreboard. When she and my grandpa traveled in the summer, if the Reds were in town where they were, they caught a game. She hated Dodger blue 
She was a huge supporter of all her grandkids sports and 6 weeks ago got to see my 2014 play a HS game in her home town. It was her last baseball game.
She knew the game. Always kept score, including that HS game 6 weeks ago, She knew exactly how my son did that day and we talked about it often.
She, along with my grandpa, gave me my first start of the love of this game. We talked about details and nuances that made a player better as an aspect than others, like why Joe Morgan was so good at stealing bases.
II will miss her tremendously, but today she is catching a game in heaven with my grandpa who she has missed every day for 19 years.
