Many years ago when Charlie, Dorie's grandson and classmate of my daughter, lived with Hugo and Dorie, we had reason to discuss weekend curfew. Friends often gathered at our home, many arriving on foot or by car, dropped off by an older sibling, friend, or family member. Dorie called once to say that midnight was just too late for her to drive to pick him up, or for that matter, stay up that late to do it! Ever respectful, Charlie agreed to go home at 11:00 p.m., which was still a concession for his grandparents. His classmates came up with a counter-offer: that I would provide his ride home in exchange for his being allowed to stay an hour later. I offered this taxi service to any stranded straggler, so it simply became the standard for Charlie. Sometimes a friend or two joined Charlie and me on our midnight trek across town, but most times it was just the two of us. It forged a connection with not only with Charlie, but with his ever-grateful grandparents, too. I thought it rather accommodating and loving of them to allow their grandson an hour's extension of time with his friends. It was a win-win-win if ever there was one.
I did not know her Leah and yet I do know many that loved her. I am so grateful that you were there to tenderly care for her and show her the love she so richly deserved
This is a lovely testament of the life of a deeply caring woman Thsnk you
What a beautiful tribute to your wonderful aunt… it was so touching. And it’s good to see you back and writing for us. I’m sure the funeral will be a sweet sending home for your dear Aunt Dorie.
My friend and cousin Amanda—another niece, was very close to her. I didn’t realize you were her niece as well! I got to meet her a couple of times in recent years because of Amanda, and I can attest to her wry humor and good nature.
Many years ago when Charlie, Dorie's grandson and classmate of my daughter, lived with Hugo and Dorie, we had reason to discuss weekend curfew. Friends often gathered at our home, many arriving on foot or by car, dropped off by an older sibling, friend, or family member. Dorie called once to say that midnight was just too late for her to drive to pick him up, or for that matter, stay up that late to do it! Ever respectful, Charlie agreed to go home at 11:00 p.m., which was still a concession for his grandparents. His classmates came up with a counter-offer: that I would provide his ride home in exchange for his being allowed to stay an hour later. I offered this taxi service to any stranded straggler, so it simply became the standard for Charlie. Sometimes a friend or two joined Charlie and me on our midnight trek across town, but most times it was just the two of us. It forged a connection with not only with Charlie, but with his ever-grateful grandparents, too. I thought it rather accommodating and loving of them to allow their grandson an hour's extension of time with his friends. It was a win-win-win if ever there was one.
I did not know her Leah and yet I do know many that loved her. I am so grateful that you were there to tenderly care for her and show her the love she so richly deserved
This is a lovely testament of the life of a deeply caring woman Thsnk you
Thanks, Gwen.❤
What a beautiful tribute to your wonderful aunt… it was so touching. And it’s good to see you back and writing for us. I’m sure the funeral will be a sweet sending home for your dear Aunt Dorie.
My friend and cousin Amanda—another niece, was very close to her. I didn’t realize you were her niece as well! I got to meet her a couple of times in recent years because of Amanda, and I can attest to her wry humor and good nature.
I'm so glad you got to meet her. I think she was one of those low profile/high impact souls with a gift for touching many lives in a quiet way.
*hugs*
Thank you.🙏🏻
Thank you Leah. I absolutely love hearing stories from the farm. Aunt Dori is one of the sweetest people I know.