Dear Margaret, Tony, Robert, and Mark,

I'm so sorry to learn of your mom's passing. I have fond memories of many visits and overnights with Margaret at your family home. I was always warmly welcomed by your folks. It was through your family that I first learned about Australia. I remember being amazed at the treasures Margaret brought to school after a trip there: an emu egg, ostrich feathers, and photos of unusual animals. What a rich history your mom had!
My thoughts are with you,
Jody Evans Smith

PS: I'd love to get in touch, Margaret.
jodyevanssmith@aol.com

Caroline and I have shared many meals with Liz and Margaret over the past several years. We seemed to always meet at Anthony's Home Port in Des Moines for their Lobster Fest. Liz always had a marvelous sence of humor and went out of her way to make everyone feel comfortable. I met Liz through her daughter, whom I worked with at the Boeing Company for many years. Caroline and I both consider it a privledge to have known Liz and I know she will be missed by all who knew her.
Our heart felt condolences and prayers go out to her family, especially her beloved daughter, Margaret whom was at her side and cared for her many years.
Margaret, take heart in knowing that your mom is standing at the side of her beloved husband, Bill for all eternity in the Lords home we call Heaven. You will be reunited again someday....

dear margaret, and families.
i am very sorry to hear of your mother's passing. i know you were very close. lets all hope she is in a better place, singing and dancing with angels and pain free. may your wonderful memories carry you through this difficult time.

sherry @ dr. bakers office.

I have so many wonderful memories of your mother. She was always kind to me when I was a child and always welcomed me into your home. When my mother died your mom, dad and Margaret came to support us at my parent's home in Federal Way. I offered to make coffee, but was such an emotional mess I couldn't find either the coffee or the cups. Betty came over to me, put her arm around me and said "Here, let me do that". She just knew. That little gesture was so like her, no nonsense, but just the touch and the perfect thing to do. That meant a lot to me at the time and still does today. She was a wonderful woman and she will be missed. I wish I could be there to say goodbye to her myself and be there for you, as she was for me. My heart is there, even if my person is not. Hugs to you all, Kay (Klatt) Crichton