Two weeks ago, my grandmother (the oldest person on Long Island and the second oldest in New York) turned 111 years old. Unfortunately, today she passed peacefully at home in her bed. She didn’t suffer. Born Henrietta Horn on 8/17/1911, she had a remarkable life. She was married for 60 years until the passing of my grandfather in 1990. She was a mother of 2, grandmother of 4 and witnessed 5 great grandchildren. She was a wonderful person who loved her family and loved art and Bridge. Many say she lived a full life and was blessed, which she was. Many say that I am blessed to have known my grandmother for 55 years which I am. But, even as we look at the incredible story that was her life with inspiration and awe, today I am sad. She was my grandma.