Grandma Sarge, is what I loved to call Kay. Kay was a very special woman in my life. Every time I would come over she would always welcome me with open arms and heart. I was SargeÃ?¢ââ??‰â??¢s secrete valentine for many years, even though she really knew who sent her flowers on Valentines Day I would sign the card Ã?¢ââ??¬Ã?â??from your secrete admirerÃ?¢ââ??¬Ã?Â. Truthfully I did admirer Sarge she lived life like I like to live life, in a way to never give up, fight the fight, and if you if you didnÃ?¢ââ??‰â??¢t succeed at least you went down trying. There were many times I would go to SargeÃ?¢ââ??‰â??¢s place and I would ask her to fix me a cheese toasty to eat, and after the first bite I would always tell her that I can taste the love she put in the toasty. She would always get a laugh out of that comment, and there was nothing more I loved to see was Grandma SargeÃ?¢ââ??‰â??¢s smile…Love you Sarge, I will see you again with flowers in hand, just for you….