Friday, February 15, 2019
Skip came into our lives when she and my father-in-law, Al (now 91 years old), became friends at Chester Village West. She made Al grin with her upbeat attitude; girlish giggle; and infectious, ever-present smile. They became buddies, and Al's life became happy. She was a bright ray of sunshine for all of us, and every time she walked in our kitchen door with Al, we knew we were in for a treat. We greatly enjoyed hearing her reminisce of life on the farm in Delaware, and she and Al would spar about which state had the best tomatoes - his New Jersey or her Delaware.
We loved her. When it became clear that Skip needed to move to Assisted Living and away from Chester Village West due to declining mental function, it was very sad for all of us. Spring sort of turned to Winter again for Al.
She will always be a wonderful role model to us as to how to grow old with dignity and grace. You could see God's presence in the joy she exuded. You could see Him in her sweet face.
Well done, Skip! We miss you, but Heaven has a new sweet Angel.
