Saturday, April 25, 2020
Janet.and Jjerry and family:
I was working on my old army when Maureen came out and gave me a hug. She told me your mom died. It felt like I was in an elevator that suddenly was racing to the ground floor.
As you know I used to plow your parents driveway. I could not stand to see them shoveling snow. Your mom often called me in and we had tea and cookies. One day she called me in and said Bob wanted to talk to me. We sat down and Bob said he was going to leaving us soon. I grabbed your mom’s hand. She squeezed my hand to console me. Your wonderful mom was worried about me. Of course, I and many others helped our friend Bob as his passing approached. Your mom always was so nice to us. She was the strongest and sweetest person I knew.
The last time your mom had dinner at our house, everyone else was talking at once. She was quietly absorbing it all and saying little. I think Gregg was giving her a ride home that night. I remember taking her aside and saying how I wished I had spent more time talking to her. She smiled like she always did and said something like there was little she had to say. She just enjoyed other people and did not have to talk about her own life. As we know, that is just how she was; sweet.
Your father asked me a few days before he passed if I believed in God. I told him I did and that I believed we would all be seeing each other again. I told him I was eager to introduce him to my dad and friends of mine who had passed and not met him. He laughed and said that was true for him also. Your parents were such good friends, such good people. We loved them and knew we were fortunate to have them in our lives.
I believe these two wonderful people are together again. I believe we will see them once more. If I get there first, I will keep the tea pot handy and save some of those cookies!
Our sincerest sympathies to you and your family. Mike and Maureen Breen
