We buried my beloved Grandma Veva yesterday. She was 87 years old. It was a beautiful Spring day, and nearly everyone who loved her was able to be there. I can’t tell you how many times someone said, “I’m so glad to see you again, even though it’s under these sad circumstances.” She did everything she could to make sure it was easy on us—made all the arrangements in advance; had a simple viewing and reception but no formal service—but it was still tough. I miss her.
Woot, my knee-jerk don’t-overthink-it pub-quiz answer was Iran which seems to be [✓]. I ‘knew’ it was more populous than…