Izzy was too small to leave alone when we went to camp. She came with us to the farm and stayed with my parents. This is how she liked to ride in the car :-)
These are the last pictures that I have of my grandmother. This was taken in June, and she died in August. At this visit, she was no longer talking. I don't think she knew who I was.
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