When you were just seven, you went to live in Bacca Canyon, with Inice, your cousin, to give them enough students to keep the school open. Inice only brought crackers and peanut butter or cheese for lunch and you were hungry. Three brothers brought beautiful bun sandwiches to school every day. One day you asked to go to the bathroom and stole one boy’s sandwich. He was upset at lunch time; and you were miserable.
War brought shortages and you were thankful for Grandpa to get a war time factory job building airplanes, instead of being a soldier.
Your first baby was born cesarean. You named her Fama, after your closest sister.
Popular psychology advised that spankings were not good for children, but you remembered your mother and the Bible and decided you would go with the Bible.
Your early marriage was full of job moves, new babies, and caring for a very germ conscious mother-in-law who you did not know had Tuberculosis in Illinois.
Back in California, you and Grandpa borrowed from your brother-in-law, Arnold Seeger, for a down payment for your house and property where you lived for fifty years.
After your youngest was born you nearly died from blood loss, and stayed in the hospital for weeks. You asked God to spare you for Steve’s sake. We think He spared you for us too.
You worked cleaning the church while Grandpa was gone all week when he engineered the county roads in the National Park.
All the family gathered at 6am for devotions each morning to read the Bible before school and work.
You urged all your children to get their driver’s licenses as soon as they could, not wanting them to be in your shoes.
You cautioned Mom with every young man she brought home, telling her, “I don’t think he is the one,” until it was Dad. Then you were pleased.
You welcomed us into your home with the big yard and telephone poll swing set and old cow pasture gardens. At meals you delighted in the food from your own land.
When my siblings were born, we got to stay with you and then drive to the hospital in the night to see the new baby come. We watched with excitement while you prayed for Mom.
Because of God’s work in you, 66 of us have life and many more will look to you as grandparents.
I thank God for every year He gave us with you.
Thank you for praying for all your descendants and for training your children to obey you and the LORD. That is the greatest gift you could give us.
Thank you for encouraging me to hope in God when we came to see you in the hospital. You were recovering from a pricked lung when getting your pace maker replaced and I had just been through a break-up. You told me you were sure God had someone for me and that I might marry a man with a child, when I could not see how He would work.
But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting
On those who fear Him, and His righteousness to children’s children,
To such as keep His covenant and remember His commandments to do them.