Madeline Ledin

As one of her grandchildren, I have the fondest memories of our Sunday family dinners. Gram was the heart of the feast, herding us around the table and teaching us in her quiet way. To this day, I marvel at how sharp she was. She heard every conversation, even when you thought she wasn't listening. I'm sure she's up there, still keeping an eye on us from Heaven.

To Eddie and all the family
I have such fond memories of her growing up. A kind heart, a women who never raised her voice, and truly loved all the kids around the neighborhood. I´m so sorry for your loss. Heaven has another angel