*Nana is my grandmother on the Italian side. "I didn't know you had an Italian side," says you. It's the my-folks'-best-friends' side of the family, says me. You know, one of the parts of the family with no genetic or legal claim on us.***
**Nana had a hemorrhaging brain aneurism 3 1/2 years ago or so. She came out of it with her personality and everything. This is apparently the case for 0.5% of people with her brain aneurism type. As one of many demonstrations of her intact personality, she refers to this incident dismissively as "my little spell." Her surgery involved eeeeeensy little coils of wire in her brain. Have I mentioned that I love living in the future?
***Ever wonder how I got so many old people? This is part of how. The women in my family have a persistent habit, approaching the point of tradition, of acquiring additional family members outside the usual channels. The other part of how is that my grandmothers came from Norsky farm families, one of 11 children and the other of 13. That calls for a hearty "uff da," I think.