My wonderful Grandma Ruth died on the 14th.
She was such an incredible women.
She grew up with just her mum, in Pennsylvania.
She put herself through Nursing school.
She met my grandfather and they moved to Bethlehem, Pennsylvania.
They had three boys: twins (dad + Bruce) and Jim.
They moved to Rochester, New York where they lived for 50+ years.
She did so much for Boy Scouts and was awarded the Silver Beaver.
She was a determined person, who wanted the best for people;
she was sassy and very stubborn.
She cared about everyone, and always wanted to help.
She loved to help and encourage the youth in church.
She was loving, kind, and entertaining.
She meant so much to me.
The best memory I have, was when I called to tell her I was pregnant with Brooke. She paused, and said 'that's wonderful'. We preceded to talk about everything pregnancy. I loved it. You could feel and hear the happiness and love from her. I'm grateful they were able to meet.
^ The beautiful old house she grew up in, in Pennsylvania. So many memories with my siblings and cousins were made there. ^
^ My grandparents house. We spent weeks here every summer with them. It was most definitely our second home. I love that place and will miss it terribly. ^
^ The cousins ^
