I will always remember Eleanor for her extraordinary pluck, her passion for reading, and for her ready ability to laugh at herself.
In an era when even long-distance phone calls were precious, she said goodbye to friends many times in loving support of her husband's career, each time facing up to building new friendships and seeding fresh roots to ground her family.
From the love of history that she shared with her father, to dime romance novels she'd zip through in a day, Eleanor's reading interests were quite diverse, making her a fun and opinionated discussion companion on a wide range of topics.
Eleanor was well known for her candor--you could count on her to tell you exactly what was on her mind--but she was also able to poke fun at herself to let you know that dishing it out could be a two-way street.
I can't think of any better traits to pass along to the youngest Ensingers: courage, a love of reading, and knowing when not to take yourself too seriously. With luck, Eleanor's great grandchildren will weave these traits into their own lives, for they are both a wonderful legacy and invaluable navigational aids for the journey of life.