eggs in the bacon grease

this past Saturday I lost my grandmother. I shouldn't say lost cause she still here with me , but she passed on . She was ill for a while, and over the past couple of years , just got worse and worse. Me living in Ohio I wasn't a witness to her deterioration first hand , and for some reason I am glad. The memories I have, and the memories I like to keep are nowhere near her lying in a hospital bed, or her not knowing who I am due to dementia. We called her Babcci (bob-chi) I guess its a polish word for grandmother.I Remember her as a very strong woman , she worked very hard all her life and raised 4 children, always doing for the familyon holidays and occasions cooking and cleaning. MY memories are of when I lived at home long ago and almost every Saturday my dad and I would go over my grandparents house to do some work, whether it was mowing all the grass or helping my grandfather do something handy. My dad and my granpa would have some coffee and go out and start and my gramma would make me breakfast. She would cook me some bacon and when that was done she would drop some eggs in the bacon grease and cook them till they were done. But she would leave them in until the grease had crisped the sides and bottom of the egg , after she was done she would sit with me while I ate and those were the moments I remember. Those moments just the two of us , goodbye babcii, I love you