Do you have any memories of your grandparents

I have so many memories of my grandparents. My dad’s mom had macular degeneration late in her life. We always played Uno at the kitchen table. Slowly, we had to adapt the rules of the game to accommodate her declining vision, my sister and I telling her what color and numbers we were playing. She told stories of working at a diner in town where she served sandwiches to Al Capone and was the only waitress that Joe Lewis’s wife would allow to serve her (and she always gave her a $5 tip). She passed away from cancer when I was a senior in high school.