She was 91, and she and my dad would have celebrated their 60th anniversary in Feb. In fact she died on the 60th anniversary of the day they met. She has been in the hospital since the Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend. For a while it looked like she might get home for Christmas, but she had a set back on the 23rd and went downhill from there. She had a nice long life, a very successful marriage, and a wonderful family, most of whom were able to spend some time to say goodby before she passed. Needless to say, my dad is devastated, but he is hanging in. We have persuaded him to sell his house and move into an independent/assisted living facility near us which my wife and I will be looking for next Monday and Tuesday. He doesn't need nursing home care, but he probably needs to quit driving, and he needs to have meals provided as well as someone to make sure he takes his heart meds every morning and evening.