6 x 10 x .1 cm
The night before my grandmother's funeral, I went bowling with my cousin Chris and his wife Hannah. We were in Rochester, New York, Olive Irene 'Bunny' Johanek's home town, where she was to be laid to rest after almost 95 years on this earth.
Chris ordered a round of brandy alexanders, a rather disgusting drink, but Bunny's favorite. As I remember, he raised his demure beverage by its delicate glass handle and said "To Gommy" (that's what we called her), and then immediately bowled a strike. He may have even still had the little glass in his hand.
I know this is not how the events transpired, not exactly. Close enough: Olive did live; we did bowl; we did drink weird brandy drinks; Olive did die. This is her funeral card.