In Memory . . .

On Tuesday morning of Thanksgiving week, my niece called to tell me that my oldest sister had died during the night. She fought a hard battle and had been on dialysis for quite some time. Her battles began at birth. She was born 79 years ago with a "club foot." It may be called something else now, but that is what they called it then. My parents had to take her to the "crippled children's clinic" -- I kid you not. That is what it was called. I've seen the metal bar attached to baby shoes that she had to wear while she slept.

She persevered through 79 years. The last four years had been exceptionally tough for her.

She was the oldest and I, the youngest. She was 13 when I was born. Her grandchildren are basically the same age as my children.

Here is the obituary written by her son and daughter. 

https://obits.al.com/us/obituaries/birmingham/name/elizabeth-thrasher-obituary?id=56932973

This was a couple of years ago (2022) at her granddaughter's baby shower. Madison is actually expecting again!!

Here is a photo of the two of us at that same shower.

The bottom recipe is in her handwriting and it was our mother's recipe.

Below is a photo of us with our mother. Glenine is the oldest, Becky was the middle child and I was the baby.

The photo below was pre-covid -- actually, it was taken in 2015. It was also before I lost a lot of weight. Becky is on the left and I'm in the middle and Glenine is on my right. Glenine had hip problems and had hip transplants but they had worn out.

She will be missed by her family and friends, but she is no longer in pain.