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April 29, 2014
Memories of Grandma Audrey
When the first grandchild was born, Grandma was adamant about her role
“Now Judy, you are not calling me Grandma, I am not old enough to be a grandma,” she said. But she loved babies and gave Dan his first bath.
She may have felt too young to be a grandma, but I certainly learned from her that you can never be too old to be scolded by your mother. I heard more than once, Grandma saying, “Now Ronny, you listen here…” Usually related to their political differences. Or even, “Ronny, you are being a bad bad boy.”
Grandma never held back on sharing her opinion, or telling you what she thought you should be doing. I am pretty sure Grandpa was given directions on a daily basis, “Now Gene…”
Not having any girls herself, I think she was pretty thrilled when I came along. She had great influence on my name. My middle name was initially proposed as ‘Jo'.
Grandma said, “You are not naming that little girl a boy's name!” So, my middle name became Karen.
Grandma loved gathering with family. It didn't matter if it was a holiday, birthday or just for fun. As a good sized family, like many others, we gathered around a table often. Grandma wasn't a gourmet cook, but she did have her traditions. Some were great and have left very fond memories, others well….
I remember the year that my cousin Scott and I decided to try this ‘mince meat pie' that Grandma made every year but no one seemed to eat….I don't think either of us will ever eat it again.
If you spent the night at Grandma's house, you always knew what was for breakfast the next day. Kaitlyn was always amazed at how Grandma's soft boiled eggs were., still in the shell, with the top broken off perfectly in an egg cup.
A favorite has become known in Mark's family as ‘crusty corn' because of the crunchy cracker crust on the top. Grandma never skimped on the cream or butter in her recipes.
In fact, Grandma has never skimped on the cream in anything. I remember a number of years ago when she was having heart issues and in the cardiac intensive care unit. Her breakfast of oatmeal, juice and skim milk was brought to her. Grandma asked for Half and Half…they thought she wanted coffee…but what she really wanted was to pour it over her oatmeal. At Sunrise, Grandma became known for mixing half and half into her milk to get it just right.
Christmas was a great celebration for Grandma. She loved all of the family gathering together to celebrate. Having one or another of her sisters dropping by was also a treat for her. She insisted on a tradition after the meal, but before gifts could be opened. We sang Christmas carols. One thing you should know about the Herricks….none of us can carry a tune! The tradition was, starting with the youngest, each of us selected a Christmas song that was our favorite and started the singing. Each of us had to pick one and start it before gifts could be opened. By the time the song picking reached the adults, we began struggling with remembering the words in addition to the absence of any tune. Grandma gave in…not with the singing, but instead, she got us song sheets that she passed out each Christmas to keep the tradition going.
Another fun Christmas memory is the Donaldsons gift boxes. Grandma worked at the restaurant in Donaldsons at Rosedale. Many of the Christmas gifts were given in Donaldsons gift boxes. Sometimes, you could tell how many times a box was used based on how many holiday bow holes were punched through the cardboard. I wonder if anyone still has a Donaldsons gift box?
I learned about volunteerism from her. Grandma was a member of the American Legion's Auxillery. I loved going to the BBQ fundraiser every year, playing the games talking with all the ‘old' people and eating ribs. I also learned that the Spring Style Show could rival any Paris runway in fashion or models!
And Grandma, she had style and a fashion of her own. I used to think the red tip on a candy cigarette was meant to represent lipstick…Grandma's cigarettes always had lipstick on the end. I'm not sure if she ever knew that it was me who played with her liquid foundation in the bathroom every time I visited! She was consistent in the make-up shades she used. When she was no longer golfing and not getting outside in the sun as much us granddaughters thought perhaps she needed a lighter shade. Cara was the brave one. When running errands for Grandma, she picked up her liquid foundation and bought a shade lighter. “Oh Cara, you got the wrong one…” Grandma said.
I think Grandma's only regret in life was not having a daughter. She did embrace having granddaughters and I know I cherished my times spent with her…the time I coughed through the movie of Fiddler on the Roof, borrowing books from her, learning how to doctor a frozen pizza into a treat. I learned from her that the vestibule is the place to leave your dirty and wet shoes, a davenport is the same thing as a couch, stopping at green lights is a good thing because you can never be sure, and to always carry mints in your purse just in case the dog has bad breath.
Grandma enjoyed playing cribbage. She, Grandpa, my mom and dad had many nights playing early on in my parents marriage. She developed a fondness for winning. In later years, when she and her friend Henry would play…if Henry pegged out first, Grandma would suggest they keep playing hands for a ‘double winner' when she would also peg out. Henry didn't like that idea much.
Many of us had a chance to say goodbye to Grandma at the hospital before she passed. The last words she heard as she made the transition, “Audrey, we love you, Grandma we love you and Mom, I love you…”
I know where she is now in the room prepared for her in our Father's house, and I think I know what she is doing,I picture her in the kitchen on Sheldon, in downtown Roseville. Getting a cup of coffee from the hot pot sitting to the left of the sink, then sitting down at the table …. listen with me…can you hear her… “Now Gene…I told you…”
I love you Grandma
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