Barbara Ann Brandl TRANSUE

07/18/1940 - 03/30/2014

BORN

07/18/1940

DIED

03/30/2014

Barbara TRANSUE Obituary

TRANSUE, Barbara Ann (Brandl) "Nan, Nanny, Aunt Bubba" Passed away at home on March 30, 2014 after a brief battle with cancer with her family by her side. Barbara was born to Clinton and Evelyn Brandl on July 18, 1940 in Portland, OR. She was the oldest of four girls. Barbara was raised a devout Catholic and graduated from Girls Central High in Butte, MT in 1958. It was in Butte where she met the love of her life Herbert Transue. They were married on March 28, 1960. They moved to Honolulu, HI where they spent a few wonderful years. After moving to Spokane they settled in Millwood, WA where they lived and raised their family and hosted extended family since 1968. Barb was a longtime member of St. Paschal's Church. She enjoyed needlepoint and cooking, but her favorite pastime was fishing on Priest Lake with her husband on their boat. Barbara is preceded in Heaven by her loving grandmother "Little Granny" Frances Bordovsky, her parents Clinton and Evelyn Brandl, her beloved younger sister Kathy Nordin, and her sweet niece Erin Nordin. Barbara is survived by her loving husband of 54 years Herbert Transue; sisters Phyllis Solberg and Joyce Rickel (Murv Rickel); her daughter Kolene Transue; her son and daughter-in-law Clinton and Kim Transue; six grandchildren Ryan, Jason, and Marissa Beetham and Spencer, Blake, and Jillian Transue, three great-grandchildren Reggie, Carter, and Ashlynn Beetham, and many loved nieces and nephews. Services to be held at St. Josephs Chapel. In lieu of flowers donations can be made to Hospice of Spokane.

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Published by Spokesman-Review on Apr. 4, 2014.

Memories and Condolences
for Barbara TRANSUE

6 Entries

Alicia Fisher

April 11, 2014

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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