Obituaries

My Granny was about as fun of a person as a grandmother gets. Any time someone brought a board game, card game, or any other kind of game for the whole family to play, she was always delighted to partake in the fun, especially when I was participating myself. While there were some moments when my Granny did not fully understand the order of play of a certain game that was played, she always persevered and never showed any sign of wanting to quit. My Granny always showed an interest in learning new things, like when I taught her and my grandfather how to play chess. She told me herself that she pictured her and me, sitting by the fireplace, playing a game of chess. While we never did arrange for this event to occur, the sentiment was indeed genuine. However, I did invite her to do some word searches with me one day. Sure enough, we both greatly enjoyed this activity together. That truly is one of my fondest memories of my Granny. All in all, I shall deeply miss my Granny going forward, but I also intend to cherish my many memories of her for a lifetime. There's hardly anything that does my heart more good than knowing that she's with the Father in a better place, that she's at peace, and that one day, we will meet again. And when that day does come, I will expect to see my Granny sitting by the fireplace in the sky with a chess game set up, waiting for me to take my seat, so that we may finally make her vision become a reality. Lots of Love, Your Grandson, John Erich "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." -- Dr. Seuss

To me Patsy was the perfect wife, mother, and homemaker. I learned so much from her. Though of different generations, we had many life experiences in common and shared a special bond. She gave me the greatest compliment when in connection with the story my husband tells below, she said she thought that as the mother of a son myself, I understood how she felt. Patsy was also a wonderful and fun Granny for our son and gave him a world of vivid memories that he treasures. I admired her greatly and loved her dearly; I miss her greatly also but I know she's with the Lord and I look forward to seeing her again. Your Loving Daughter-in-Law, Debbie

What kind of a mother was Patsy? Well, one day as a young boy of around 7 or 8 years of age, I was playing in our backyard. I threw something over the fence and accidentally hit the boy next door. His mother took her son and stormed over to the front door of our house. Patsy answered the door, and the neighbor verbally unloaded on her. Now most parents would probably make their kid come to the door and apologize or something, but my Mom saw that this woman was blowing the situation way out of proportion, so Mom simply gave the necessary apology herself, and then closed the door. On that day, my mother took one for me--that's how she was . . . Many years later, I remembered that event to her, acknowledging my appreciation. Your Loving Son, John Forrest

Milton and I loved Pat. We shared the same Sunday School class for many years. She was what I would think is a Southern Belle. She had a Southern accent, a soft sweet spirit and was a very funny lady. She always looked beautiful and we have missed having John and Pat in our class as their health declined. Our love and condolences to John and their family.