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Notes for Marjorie WILSON: 317-14-6897 Baker Brother Funeral took place 10:30 am on a Tuesday morning. Reverend James Tucker officiated. Cancer of Cervix Notes for Marjorie Wilson Whiteman: Memories of my Mother - Her likes: She loved to read - I remember her sitting at the kitchen table most mornings reading the newspaper or other books. I still have her glasses. She was very good with numbers - She did our families income tax returns, her parents and Grandma Barton's and most of her brothers and sisters. She handled the money - paid the bills and kept the checking and savings accounts. She loved to travel - Our trips out west as a family were among some of her happiest times. She also enjoyed weekend camping trips. She would plan our trips as far as the expenditures and keep track of how much we spent. She probably missed her calling, she would have been a great accountant. As far as where we went, that was decided between the three of us. We tried to make sure we all got to do or see something for each of us. She loved to play cards and was very good at it - Mom and Dad would have family and friends over to play cards occasionally. She liked to play (SP) euchre, rummy, penny-ante poker, rook, canasta, hearts, solitaire. She also liked to play other games like Yatzee, Scrabble and Aggravation (marbles). She was very close to her family - Her and I used to go and visit Grandma and Grandpa Wilson at their house, often. We would see them at least once a week. Her brothers and sisters were close to her also. I think she was probably closest to Uncle Bill and Aunt Eileen. She told me that if anything ever happened to her and Dad that Uncle Bill would take care of me. When she was alive we used to have a family reunion with her side of the family, maybe not every year, but every few years. I think Mom must have been very instrumental in planning and organizing this function, because after her death as far as I know the Wilson's have not had a family reunion. She like to eat coney dog's with onions from the root beer stand. Sometimes she would pick me up from school in her little VW beetle bug and we would go a get a hot dog and root beer. She like to get pizza and roast beef sandwiches from Art's Pizza, too. Aunt Sue used to work there and we would go and visit her and eat pizza. We used to drive to Indianapolis to get White Castles. Back then they did not have a White Castle in Anderson. She loved to go to Burt Owens ice cream, her favorite flavor was black walnut. She had a hard time eating some foods because of her dentures. She had dentures every since I can remember. She would cut the corn off the cob and eat it. She was a good cook. She used to make me salmon patties and chili without beans (nobody spoils you like Mom) baked apples with red hots in them. She was superstitious in some of her beliefs. I remember we were at a cemetery one time and I had picked up a rock and was taking it home with me. She would not let me take it because she did not believe you should ever take anything away from a cemetery. She said if you did you would be coming back real soon. She had great respect for our planet even before it was the thing to do. When we camped somewhere she taught me to leave the place as I had found it. You do not litter and leave things a mess. You pick up after yourself so the next person can enjoy the sights we see. The Golden Rule was also something she tried very hard to live by. She believed the bad things you do to others comes back to you as does the good, so try to be good. In spite of her quick temper which would get the better of her from time to time, she was a great woman. She was not the least bit materialistic. She would do without for herself, to do things for me and my Dad. If Dad wanted a new car, he got it. If I wanted a new outfit I got it. As a child I did not understand all the sacrifices she made for us, I do now, unfortunately she is not here now to tell her how much I appreciate what she did and I love her. She had a very strict moral code and believed you should behave in a certain way. You had better act like a lady or she was quick to let you know you had better straighten up and fly right. I remember a few times when I would do something she was not happy with and her telling me, "Now you were raised better than that." or "Haven't you got any bringing up." You did not have to guess if you had displeased her. When she was angry, her eyes would turn almost black and she could give you a look that would put the fear of God in you. Believe me I saw this look more than once. It put the fear of God in me. Mom was the disciplinarian of our house. She was stern, but loving and I tried her patience terribly. When I got old enough to have an interest in boys. Her advise to me was "don't give them anything you can't take back." At the time, I did not fully comprehend the statement. I do now, and cheerfully passed that little line on to my own daughter. Unfortunately, I don't think she listened any better than I did. Sorry Mom. She never discussed sex with me other than that. I believe my Mother was hurt very badly when she was young by a boy that she trusted and her advise and inability to discuss some things stemmed from her being so betrayed. She was a very affectionate person. I never lacked for a hug, kiss or from knowing that she loved me. She believed in God although she did not attend church regularly. Her favorite hymns were "The Old Rugged Cross" "Rock of Ages" "Ten Thousand Angels" She liked music. She would sing to me or hum when she was working around the house. She did not like to drink after anyone period. So, of course being the brat that I was, I would take a drink of her drink knowing she would get her another. She also did not like for anyone to comb her hair. She was very tender headed. Dad said they discovered Mom had cancer of the cervix when she was pregnant for me in 1957. She had the maximum hours of radium and ex-ray therapy treatments that a person can have as a treatment for the cancer. When they discovered the cancer it was in its last phases, the doctor's did not give any hope that she would survive. Thankfully, they did get it into remission and she lived 18 years until 1975. She was sick a lot from the cancer treatments. Her arms hurt from all the shots she had. She had lumps in her arms from the shots that hurt when you would accidentally bump into her. She also suffered with migraine headaches. They were so bad she would be incapacitated for usually a 24 hour period. She rarely complained, but I think she hurt a lot more than any of us new. In 1973 the cancer came back and had spread to the colon and bladder. The last two years of her life were very painful for her. I don't think there was a day when she was not in pain. She suffered so much it was almost a relief for her to go, so she would not hurt anymore. She loved my father dearly, The term soul mates never had a more clear meaning. They had a very special relationship. I can only remember my parents arguing maybe four times in my whole life. Remarkable! They were almost always affectionate and respectful of each other and to each other. They took care of one another. Decisions were made together and they respected the others opinion. My father has never remarried and to this day can hardly speak of my mother without tears in his eyes. My mother died in May 1975 today's date is April 1999. I have two children that are pretty much grown now, Mom passed on before both were born. I wish they could have known her. Hopefully, one day they will read this and know a little more of their Grandmother. It is for sure, that a lot of the ways they were raised was due to her. She is loved and missed very much. |
| 1 | i. | Carla Sue WHITEMAN, born Private; met (1) Dale Alan COVERDALE Private; met (2) Roy Grant BILYOU Private; met (3) Jr Jack Edmund MORRIS Private. |
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