@complex: RIP Grandma May 🕊️ In 2016, 86 year old May Ashworth went viral after her grandson discovered she typed ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ into Google searches. Her politeness caught Google’s attention, earning her a personal response from the company. Grandma May passed away in 2020, but her wholesome internet moment continues to make people smile. [via/ X eckyythump]

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