She gave me 31 years of joy my grandmother, such a Pearl of a woman. She kept us all entertained be it her food or company. Watching David Letterman back then it was called Late Night. I would watch with my grandparents I was about eight we would watch it in bed together.

I know longer put my tears into words. When I layed my grandmother Pearl to rest, I balled my eyes out as if it were a scene from a movie. Watching my Grandfather Charles weep for his wife of 63 Years, Just ate through my soul.

We leave the moments of Pearl still fresh in our heads and the taste of food still in our mouths.

Time goes and the time I spent with her. She was my second mother she took care of me. But I will never forget her food it had the taste and style of Pearl that only she could dish up.

Me and all that knew her will keep the memory of her close to our hearts. Never forget the taste. That I will forever miss.

The Taste of that red fiery spirit
that was Pearl