Anon O Mous
I remember Yuko as a warm and attentive mother who instilled good moral values, strong work ethics, and a love of learning. Someone who did the best she knew how to make a warm and loving home. Someone whose cooking was as nutritious as it was delicious and who kept a home full of love and completely absent of dust. Someone who had the patience and skill to crochet whole blankets and knit scarves and baby clothes and whose heart broke whenever she caused baby becky to be unavailable for guard duty.
There is a place where burdens that laid heavy on the heart are lifted and peace is restored. She has earned her entrance to that place.
Linda M. Goyette
I remember Yuko as a very soft spoken kind lady that was once my sister-in-law. We first met in 1968 when she came to this country. Yuko introduced me to Japan. My family and I were not well traveled and, I was very interested to learn anything I could about her country. Over the years she gave me many beautiful little artifacts etc. which I will always cherish, in fact, every year when I put up our tree, I hang the Japanese ornaments she gave me. Yuko was also an artist, years ago she had given me a beautiful watercolored piture of a mountain from her country that she had painted. I feel that my life was enriched by getting to know her. We had lost touch over the years but, I can still see that gentle smile and hear her quiet laugh. May she rest in God’s peace until we meet again.