Many of you have given me your condolences on the passing of my grandmother. Thank you. I’ve been blessed more than most to have had my Grandma in my life for as long as I did. Not many people live to see their 100th Birthday, which she celebrated in August of 2012. Grandma had 95 very good years before her health began to fail. Even at the end, she was able to smile and enjoy some of the things in life.
The family struggled to put together the obituary (see right); there is only so much that can be said in the limited space. I have a wealth of stories I could tell about my Grandmother, so for those of you interested, indulge me in some rambling memories of some of our good times together.
When I was little, I would spend a lot of weekends with them in their home in Winamac. During a lot of this time she was working at the bank, so Grandpa would entertain me Saturday morning (often watching Saturday morning cartoons with me) until she got home at noon. She and Grandpa woke me in the middle of the night so I could witness some of the Apollo space missions live. They taught me to mushroom hunt. They taught me to fish. Grandma Murphy was probably the only fisherman out on the lake who always had her hair done and was dressed in her good jewelry and full make-up! That didn’t stop her from baiting a hook and taking her own fish off the line though! Grandma had an aging uncle in Monticello she looked after. Grandpa and Grandma would take me with them to do yard work for him on the weekends. Grandma would direct the activities, but would also be right in there working with us.
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