I was the lady who took care of your Mom when she broke both shoulders and her wrist, while she recovered at Robert's hoe in Westford.
What a wonderful, delightful lady she was. She just sent me a birthday card in September, and I sent her a note back. She knew I was afraid of snakes in my yard, since I took her to see my blueberry bushes just before she returned home after her recovery.
We were walking in my yard when I nearly stepped on a snake. She, of course had already spotted it, but had not said anything when I screamed. She laughed and laughed. I told her to stop laughing, I could have had a heart attack and she'd would have had to stop traffic to tell someone her caretaker had died. She never let me forget that. Every year, she'd send me a card, and ask if I'd seen any of my friends lately in the garden. She said she had started to feel her age, but, otherwise, was fine.
Velma died on my 45th wedding anniversary!
She was such a wonderful lady, and very pleasant to take care of.
Never a complaint, always greated me with a smile when I arrived, and I knew she was a person I was grateful to have the opportunity to spend time with. I think there are few people at her age that had their grandchildren bring a prom date to see her before going to the prom. She loved all of them so much. We both seemed to enjoy each other's "Sense of Humor;" I could laugh at myself for doing something, and she laugh, too. Being able to communicate effectively with all ages, was her true gift.
I was so happy that she was in good health and able to live independently as she so loved to do.
I will miss her, but am happy to have known her. Please pass along my condolences to the family.