My grandmother was a one of a kind woman, and as my mother so perfectly put, she was a true southern woman. She was never one to shy away from speaking her mind, and while she may not have always understood the trends of the generations she witnessed come and go out of her doors, she would usually listen with a smile regardless and entertain the idea. Her smile was infectious. She was a little blonde woman from a small place in Alabama who was fortunate enough to make something of herself through a dedicated work ethic, and it paid off down the road as she got to experience all sorts of different worlds and cultures through her traveling with grandaddy. It was an unexpected yet enlightening suprise to hear of the experiences she gained whenever a foreign country she had visited was brought up in just casual conversation. What I truly enjoyed the most, and miss more than anything, were those Sunday breakfasts at her house. There was never a shortage in the biscuits and gravy, and we never left that table hungry. I cherished sitting there, as the grandchildren ran amock through the house in their latest sugar induced frenzy, and we would all just talk among one another until the weather was right for a dip in the pool. Those days were always a favorite of mine, and it held as something to look forward to at the end of the week. No matter what your plans may be, on Sunday morning you were at that table. There can never be another Sue Buckner, because how could there be? She was a gem of her generation. A loss like this is never easy, but she taught us so much about not only who she was, but of where I was born, and where most of our families roots come from. She leaves us with great memories that will have us smiling and laughing for years to come. 

I love you Grandmother.

-Adam 

I was saddened to hear of grandmothers passing. She was always there to listen to me.  The funny one story is she wanted me to fix her hair and I got the curling iron stuck in her hair. She just laughed and said you crazy girl I thought you knew what you were doing   I had many good times and will treasure the good times we had.  Rest in peace until we meet again.  Give Bradley a hug and kiss and grandaddy.