Elizabeth Johnston Hopper

Dearest Tammy and family,

I was so sorry to hear about your mothers passing. I just want to let you know that you and your family are in my prayers. I met your mother a few years ago and what I remember about her was her extreme zest for life. I know that she lived her life to the hilt as all of us need to. I know that she loved her family and enjoyed every minute that she shared with them.

I know that all of your happy memories will keep you going until you see her...

Love ya grandma... hope you have a great eternity. Muah- matt

I was blessed to work with Elizabeth at The Ross Adult Education Center several years ago. She was the true definition of a "lady". What a lady. She was always a joy to work with and always had a smile and a kind word. We were blessed to have her in our lives.

I send my love along with thoughts and prayeres to the family. I worked with Tammy at Kmart.

While visiting Tennessee last week with my daughter Elizabeth Marie, We were blessed to be given the time to enjoy a luncheon on Saturday at the Old Mill in Pigeon Forge with Elizabeth and Tammy. We feel very grateful and fortunate to have shared such a special afternoon together. Elizabeth dearly enjoyed one of her favorite meals. She made a recipe book for Elizabeth Marie with all of their favorite recipes and I know she will forever cherish it. The luncheon with Elizabeth and the recipe...

As I thought of Elizabeth last evening I was remembering my last time I saw her when my daughter, Elizabeth Marie and I visited in Tennessee less than a week ago. We all had a wonderful lunch together along with Tammy in Pigeon Forge at the Old Mill as she enjoyed one of her favorite meals. She shared a special made book of her recipies with Elizabeth Marie. Reflecting on this reminded me of a little story that I keep close since a passing of another relative. This I would like to share...

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.