Helen L. Finch

She was great. Actually, she was my grandmother. She was very caring, loving, and many other things. She was also loyal. Very, very loyal. She put others before herself. When I was very, very little, I would wake up in the morning, and go out to the living room. And she would always be sitting on the couch, waiting for me. Homestead, her nursing home, was also very kind to her. They loved Helen. Now I don't remember her name, but one of Helen's nurses, loved her like she was her own mother. When they found her, you know...dead in her room, the nurse who I'm talking about didn't know. My family and I had to break the news to her. When she found out, she broke into tears. Everybody loved her, and she loved everybody. I can't think of one person who she disliked even a little bit, or someone who disliked her. Not one. There is SO much more good to say about her, it would just be impossible to type it all up. Completely impossible. If you didn't know Helen, then you missed out on the most wonderful thing in life.