Dear Pat, Had dinner with Margie (Smith) and Chris (Anderson) on Wed. night, we try to get together every other month to reminisce and it was mentioned that your mom had passed. I will always remember your mom and love her for calling into shool on senior skipp day so we could ride around and do nothing (I think we went to the lakefront!) I often think back to those days with good memories. Hope your sisters and all the family are well, knowing you’ll all miss mom, with sympathy and thoughts. Marcia (Miller) Cook
Jean was like a second mom to me. I loved sitting with her and Mac on the patio and just having cocktails and talking about life. I will miss them both dearly. The were the best neighbors ever.
Words tend to fail when someone who has been a significant presence in your life leaves before you want them to. Aunt Pick was of that generation that did what needed to be done no matter how daunting the task might seem. She lived through the Depression, had three children before the age of 20, and was always there when her family needed her. She made a mean Pecan Pie and Corned Beef and Cabbage, and only a couple of months ago tried to remind me how to make the family special Egg-A-Rugga. Her first job was a waitress serving lobster at a downtown restaurant and she never forgot how hard it was to balance the trays. She liked Pavarotti, the Mary Tyler Moore Show and thought Dolly Parton was the best part of the movie 9 to 5. She told me recently she often missed her Mum and tried to treat everyone she loved the best she knew how, even if it wasn’t perfect. She was gracious, funny, earthy, perceptive and incredibly stubborn, and I was very lucky to know her. She was simply my Aunt Pick and my universe will forever be a colder place without her warm and familiar presence.
Pick and I had a lot of laughs in the last few months of her life. I will always remember her saying ” . . . and a little less O.J., please”. Love, your baby brother, Bobby.