Some thought Annette’s husband killed her. Phillip explains, “She died unexpectedly from cardiomyopathy, the same thing that probably killed my Father. It is a heart disease that kills many young athletes. Annette and mom definitely had a very special relationship. Annette’s spirit was much like Grandma Ellis and Mom’s.” Sonya Bennett writes, “I have a zillion Trudy stories but will send one that most have not heard. Trudy was my roommate when I was Manager of the Baha’i Unity Center in DeKalb County for a few years. Trudy shared the house with me for two years and a few weeks. During that time, my experience with her was joyful and challenging. We laughed a lot and cried together also. She is definitely one of the most remarkable persons …show more content…
Often if someone was mystified about a passage, she could go to the direct quote and share that with the group. I was very aware that she was worried about her daughter who had many challenges...she prayed often for her daughter and her grandson. She missed her girl who had died a few years earlier in Asheville... this was a huge loss for her. She adored her boys and their spouses and grandchildren. She always asked me to pray for all of them. She was a wonderful example for the community to witness ... truly 'selfless' and truly of a 'noble' upright character.” “As Abdu’l-Baha said of Lewis Gregory, ‘He is gold, in any currency...’ Trudy White was pure gold.” O SON OF SPIRIT! Noble have I created thee, yet thou hast abased thyself. Rise then unto that for which thou wast created. (Baha'u'llah, The Arabic Hidden Words) “One of the funniest things that happened... was that she loved to work in the yard and was always weeding and trimming the grass on the curb of the driveway ... We had had an 'outbreak' of fleas everywhere on our property as there had been some dogs before we arrived. Well, Trudy would lie down in the grass to carefully 'sculpt' the borders. She became the new 'host' for the fleas. I did not realize for a while that she was bringing them in ... We had a major infestation and both of us discovered the fleas in her hairbrush and comb. I told her we were going …show more content…
There are so many 'Trudy' stories circulating. She lost her teeth [dentures] the first week she moved in. I had planned a big dinner and invited the Spiritual Assembly of South Dekalb to welcome Trudy.” “She always sat at the table to chop vegetables for the salad and different chores that saved huge amounts of time. I called her my 'Sous Chef' ..... She said it was more like 'sooey' … We teased a lot as we shared the kitchen chores. I was her cook every night for the months we lived together. She loved my cooking and nothing made me happier than that appreciation. Trudy had a large appetite for such a petite lady.” “On the evening of the dinner party, we lit the candles, arranged flowers and selected the music. Both of us got all 'gussied' up for our fancy dinner party. Harold and Frances Edwards arrived early, bearing gifts and Sarah and Jeff Streiff walked in to help get things onto the tables ... We were about to be seated ... Harold had made a little welcome Trudy speech, when Trudy whispered into his ear that she had lost her
Later on that day their mom called for some help to come get her and their brother Bobby, when they car came he had to get in a hurst. After all that happened they finally found out what Bobby had.. it was polio what bobby had they knew things would really change after that. So the next day after Ann Fay found out that Bobby had polio she didn't know how she was gonna tell the twins. When Ann Fay told the twins they really didn’t know what polio was so of course Ann Fay had to tell them. The next day Ann Fay had to wake them up get them dressed washed their face and feed them breakfast, she was already toren all up because of what happened to her little brother. Before her daddy left he had gave her some overalls to be the man of the house and help her mom with the kids while he was gone to the war. Ann Fay knew with overalls she was gonna be doing everything now that her little brother has
Why would a married woman go out, spend the night with a man whom she barely knows, when she has a wonderful, devoted husband and child? Mrs. Mallard's cry of ultimate relief and the joy she felt when she learned of her husband's deathis intolerable.
Florence is in her headquarters at the hospital, she works at. She is writing a letter to a patient's mother. When all of a sudden, Mary, a fellow nurse, walks in. Mary and Florence talk about how nice it is to work with each other and how happy Mary is here. Mary quotes, “ I’m glad I’m here with you Miss Nightengale. Good Night.” at the end of their discussion.Also, they talk about how both of their families don’t really want them there. They talk for a little and Florence seems very at home and happy. Later, after Mary had left, two gentlemen come to talk to Florence. It is Dr. Goodale and Dr. Hall that have come to speak with her. After talking for a while they both leave and let Florence to her work. In the hospital, Florence seemed like an entire new person, she was much more
One week after Lennie's death, George sits in the dark corner of a bar. The room is all but empty and dead silent. All the windows are shut, through the small openings come beams of dull light that barely illuminate the room. George stares at his glass with an expressionless face, but a heavy sadness in his eyes. The bartender comes towards him and asks if he would like something else to drink.
While comparing her time, theology and spiritual practice we realize she lived during the time of immense change, similarly we are living on the edge of a challenged modernity. Her spiritual direction allows us to recognize and develop further abilities in our pastoral ministries of caring for one another as participants within the corporate communities as well as within the mission fields.
An important detail is that Mrs. Mallard has a heart disease so Josephine, her sister, has to be very careful telling her the news. Josephine learned of Mr. Mallard’s death
when she speaks of and for her people older voices are mixed with hers- the voices of Methodist forebears and preachers who preached the word, the anonymous voices of many who lived and were forgotten and yet out of bondage and hope made a lasting music. (Benet 3-4)
Throughout her experience, she found comfort in her faith, although tested. In her writing, she praises the Lord for situations such as her using oak leaves to tend her wounds (31). As the minister’s wife, she makes sure to make known her devotion to the Lord, referencing the Bible often. She wants her readers to know the power of God and faith in hard times “here Read, you may see an instance of the Sovereignty of God, who doth what he will with his own as well as others; and who may say to him, what dost thou?... That God is indeed the supream Lord of the World”
Mrs. Mallard’s repressed married life is a secret that she keeps to herself. She is not open and honest with her sister Josephine who has shown nothing but concern. This is clearly evident in the great care that her sister and husband’s friend Richard show to break the news of her husband’s tragic death as gently as they can. They think that she is so much in love with him that hearing the news of his death would aggravate her poor heart condition and lead to death. Little do they know that she did not love him dearly at all and in fact took the news in a very positive way, opening her arms to welcome a new life without her husband. This can be seen in the fact that when she storms into her room and her focus shifts drastically from that of her husband’s death to nature that is symbolic of new life and possibilities awaiting her. Her senses came to life; they come alive to the beauty in the nature. Her eyes could reach the vastness of the sky; she could smell the delicious breath of rain in the air; and ears became attentive to a song f...
When she went into surgery in St. John’s Medical Center in St. Louis, we were all there and confidant that everything would go as planned. The doctors came out about one hour into the surgery to inform us that the damage was much worse than they initially thought. They told us that they would keep us updated on her progress. Two hours later they came out to tell us that her heart stopped beating and they tried everything they could to revive her, but she had died.
I can’t begin to express how hard it is for me to stand here before you and give my last respects to my loving mother - name here. From the biography that was handed out you can recall that during the her early years in the united states she studied and worked in New York where she met and married my dad, the love of her life. They spent the rest of their days loyal and in love with one another. Unfortunately, one day my father passed away with cancer at a young age. My dad was the one who suffered the most, but my mom suffered right along with him. She felt powerless, and for my mom- powerlessness turned in to guilt and grief, a painful distress she lived with on a daily basis for the next six years. When he died part of her died! Life for her was never the same again. I was not able to completely understand her loss- until now…
Spirit : My Grandma, Mildred Johnson, is a true woman of faith. For as far back as I can remember, my Grandma has been a conveyor of the word of God in developing her family and living her daily life. Never would she miss a Sunday to share the word and love of God. As time moves forward not all of God’s children remain strong enough as before to lead his flock. Nor can all of God’s choir continue to sing quite as loudly as they always have. This is the time when the Lord takes them into his hands to rest their souls as he has now done with Mildred. Make no mistake, however, as the legacy of spirit that she has created in all of us will continue to live on.
She's still my heroine and more evolved than I would be in her position: She has no bitterness towards the Missouri Synod, which still does not ordain women. Even now, at 39, I'm still learning from her. She's still my role model.
I miss her and I’ll miss her always. My aunt, Catherine passed away on Christmas 1997, and it was the biggest chock for my whole family and me. I was living in Syria at that time and my parents flew to Switzerland for the funeral.