She is all boiled down to a box of ashes.

How her ‘who,what and when, where and how’ is is still all encapsulated by our memories.

The old gal lived a long and good,bad, and ugly way like the rest of us.

Unique, not so much, we take our senses for granted, so why not who we are, get it.

All her life, was worth every second.

Don’t you think?