Condolence & Memory Journal

My memories of your mom are from my grade school years-- a long time ago, but still so real!

I remember her as so warm and kind, with a lovely voice! She was my first 4H sewing leader; we met at your house and sewed on a treadle machine in the room in your house that was so unique because the walls were blackboards! (I think she said the machine had been her mother's?)
She was patient with us first-time sewers and shepherded us through the prescribed gathered apron project, with a 4H emblem patch on the pocket (it is long gone). We also covered cigar boxes with strawberry-print material to make sewing "baskets" (which I still have and still use!)
I loved reading that she was a long-time quilter, and my sister Mary took photos of the quilts you displayed at the funeral today and they are just beautiful! She was generous with her time and talents teaching us to sew. (It was not as if she didn't have enough to do!)

When I came to play with Priscilla and Gretchen, she was often in the kitchen, with filled canning jars cooling on the table, or bread coming out of pans. I think it was the first time I ever saw such a big container of flour! It was such fun to come to your house--an upstairs closet with shuttered doors, filled with all kinds of material we could make things with; Grace Livingston Hill romance novels of yesteryear to read (they had belonged to your grandmother Wood, I think); and a magical playhouse out back that maybe once had been a chicken coop or something. Books, bird field guides and binoculars around. The little upstairs windows that were low to the floor, and two different staircases to the upstairs--it was such a cool house! No wonder, as you wrote in her obituary, it was her cherished home!

Once walking down the last hill to your house on icy roads I slipped and fell and hurt my arm, but kept going because I didn't want to miss out on a visit. When I got there, your mom looked at my arm and declared it looked broken, and called my house; soon my father came and picked me up and off to the doctors we went--she was right!

The summer between 8th gr and high school, I was babysitting for a family in Jericho; their parents were gone for three nights. The second day the police called and said to get everyone inside; they had received a suicide call from a neighbor and they were not sure what would happen. The five kids and I locked ourselves in the parents' bedroom, closed the drapes and waited. In hushed voices, we read books and played board games to pass the time. A couple of hours later we heard a siren go by, and soon the police called again and said it was all over, the man had killed himself and it was safe to go outside again. I had been very calm and composed til then, but suddenly I was shaken. I couldn't call my parents because they had gone to the Granby Zoo on a family trip. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I wanted an adult. So I called your mom. She drove down with at least one of the younger kids with her, and comforted me. Think of what she must have stopped doing, what she had to organize between the kids still at home to be able to jump in the car and come to make me feel calm again. It was such a kindness! I remember she said something like, "You know God would have not let anything bad happen to you all"--which I knew wasn't quite true, for by then I knew bad things did happen, things that a kind God would not have condoned--but nevertheless, she was so reassuring and comforting, and I appreciated her presence so much. I have never forgotten her gentleness and compassion, and the gift she gave of her time and attention that morning--and she had brought homemade cookies, too.

May all your memories of her love, kindness and talents comfort you all, and her spirit live on in each of you!

PS. Mary said it was one of the most lovely funerals she ever attended!

Posted by Joan Alexander - Glover, VT   October 27, 2018

Kristin,
So sorry to hear about your mother. After reading about her, I can see why you have your love of nature. My condolences to you and your family. Travel safely back to us.

Posted by Jean McNary - Dade City, FL   October 26, 2018

What a privilege it has been to get to know a few of the members of your family over the years. Having met your Mom was the icing on the cake and I can see the influence she has been in your lives, as a gracious host, a loving friend, and a strong woman of faith. May God give you peace as you share memories of a life well spent with her.

Posted by Chrissie Zoucha - Brooksville, FL - friend   October 26, 2018

After learning of Elizabeth's many years of service to others, as well as of her love of the natural world, it is easy to recognize how she is still influencing the lives of those of her fine children whom we have met. May God bless and comfort all those who miss her.

Steve and Nancy Rinck

Posted by Steven Rinck - Dade City, FL   October 25, 2018

A full life, well lived! My condolences to her family. I pray you find comfort in your fond memories.

Posted by Sue Blakeman    October 25, 2018

Although I never met Mrs. Wood, from what I know of her children she must have been a remarkable woman, mother and role model. Our deepest sympathies to this very special family. -- Bill and Lisa Gruber

Posted by Bill Gruber - Bushnell, FL   October 24, 2018