I remember Grandma rocking me and singing to me before my afternoon nap when she was tending me while Mom was teaching school. I remember her faith. When I stayed overnight with her we always knelt for prayer before breakfast. When she had part of her liver removed and was not expected to live much longer she would not go to bed at night without a Priesthood blessing. She lived many years after that. I remember her industriousness and always wanting a clean, neat and tidy house. She taught me to clean it even if it didn't look dirty, that way she said, it would always stay clean. I remember quilting bees at her house and playing underneath the quilt while everyone was quilting. She was a great inspiration to me. When I had my first baby, I remember thinking who on earth would ever want to go through this twice. I thought of grandma doing it 13 times. When I lost my husband Jerry, when I lost my son, Jed, I thought of Grandma and the fact that she had managed through the same trials and I could do it too. I am grateful for this strong and faithful woman. Judy



Just before my mission in April of 1967, she visited us in West Point and I had what I consider my first real chat with her and we posed together for a picture that is memorable to me. It was the last time I saw her and I am grateful for those hours together. Suzanne