(Pardon me, if I’m sentimental)
The very last time I saw my granny alive, I knew this would be the very last time I would see my granny alive.
My paternal grandmother died one week after her 90th birthday in August 1998. She was alive for practically all of the 20th century. She lived to see two world wars, the atom bomb, the moon landing, the cold war, the fall of the Berlin wall, the Internet.