Jesus said he did not come to be served but to serve. My Mom told me one time that her purpose in life was to serve. And serve she did. She served as a registered nurse and once a nurse always a nurse. She nursed two husbands through long-term terminal cancer. If you were sick she would call everyday, even if it was just a cold. She served as a friend. She once told me she had so many secrets in her head that it may explode someday. I never heard one of the secrets. She served as a volunteer. She volunteered at the Ronald McDonald House for 27 years and at Memorial Hospital for 25 years. She was asked one time what she would talk about if she were a guest on Opra. She said volunteerism. She served the food-lots of delicious food. She was a gourmet cook and it was important that the presentation be colorful. She was the last to sit down and the last to start eating. As you took your last bite of mash potatoes, she was handing you the bowl of mash potatoes. Until a few weeks ago she cooked dinner for us every Monday night. She served as Mom and Grandma. She was a single mom before it was talked about and supported the family as an operating room and emergency room nurse for many years. She was obsessed with not being a burden to her family. One night in the hospital she said the plan for the family to care for her at her home was not what she wanted to happen. She died the next morning. Because she didn't want to burden her family and friends she did not want a funeral. Instead, she wanted a gravesite ceremony at the cemetery in Hope, New Jersey where there is a family plot. The date for that ceremony is being determined. Virtually everyone who has called to express condolences has expressed how much they will miss her. We will all miss her. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the Ronald McDonald House of Colorado Springs.