Phyllis J. Anderson

Yes, Phyllis would also have turned 80 this year, June 4th, 7 days before my own. As Craig said many times - 22 years ago at her memorial service, Phyllis was "so special" and on each anniversary we remember that very character of my dearest cousin. I will always remember her.

March 18, 2021, Andrea and I again lit a Yahrzeit candle and said a prayer for you this year.

We will both be 80 years of age this year if you can believe it. So, many of your friends have offered sweet comments on my Facebook page after reading your eulogy. You were highly respected and loved by many—what a wonderful tribute.

Your family hasn't changed much since my last posting, but there are a few new developments. Max has a lovely, caring, very serious girlfriend and appears headed to the altar as soon as he can get an established job.

Avery continues to shine scholastically and just this week published his first paper in a major nursing scientific journal, wherein he is the first author! That is a truly amazing achievement.

Ken and Julie, Tina, and Mark are doing well. Julie & Mark are interested in moving to Florida, as are we, so we shall see.

Gary Bauer is ill with cancer, and your sister seems to be coping fairly well, although challenged to the limit.

We all love and miss you.

I followed the tradition I started last year and again lit the YAHRZEIT CANDLE for you yesterday at 4:00pm.

An update for you: Our Julie continues to follow in your real estate footsteps, although, unfortunately, she had to change companies. Mark continues with his engineering career and "Max" will be graduating form college this year. Our son Ken continues as a hugely successful businessman, supported every day by Tina. Christopher is trying to follow in his dad's footsteps and Avery is working on a PhD in nursing. All of our grandchildren are really wonderful people, loving, hard-working and accomplished. I only wish that you were here to share the life experience but know that you are watching from heaven. You are loved and missed and I truly believe that you are looking after me!

20 years, my dear Phyllis, since you entered heaven. It is so hard to believe, 20years!

This year I lighted a Yahrzeit candle and said a special prayer for you. It is a Jewish tradition I learned about from a friend. I lit the candle yesterday before sundown and it will burn for 24 hours. It just seemed to be something special.

You are loved and missed by all. Your children and grandchildren continue on their various life paths and are happy and healthy. I am better after heart surgery and everyday inch closer to joining you at the table of our God.


Love You >> Craig

March 15, 2018

Dearest Phyllis

This past year has been sad and happy at the same time. Our dear friend Bronson Haase joined you in heaven last September. I hope that the two of you are enjoying a tennis match, as we so often did in Green Bay. I regularly visit with Jackie and share great memories.

On a happy note Avery began her nursing career after graduating from Duke, while Max is studying in Europe for a semester, and Christopher is about to start his own company. Julie is re-focusing on her real estate career and has been helping us as we transition form our current home. Mark continues with his engineering career often travelling within the country. Ken has been helping us as well as he temporarily resides in St Helena CA while Tina is schooled at The Culinary Institute of America. You, who loved to cook, would be quite impressed.

Andrea has been a huge help and gift to me as we continue now down that path of "old age" - not an easy path.

You are never forgotten.

Craig

Julie and I were visiting yesterday and noted that it doesn't seem possible that 18 years have passed since your journey to the heavens began.

Nearly every year that I have posted on this page there is a notation of what a wonderful person you were, a loving wife, a terrific mother, and an inspiration to all who met you.

Julie placed a remembrance of you on her Facebook page this year and I was struck by the number of people who commented. So many of your friends and co-workers admired you. In life, we sometimes miss those adulations. What a wonderful legacy!!

You are missed every day.

Love
Craig

March 15, 2016

I came across a letter from my father that was written in 1962 intended to cheer me on. I was a second-year medical student working my tail off to get through the basic sciences at the University of Wisconsin medical school. I must have gotten depressed that spring because the letter was written some time after Kenneth was born.

It is a 5-page letter of encouragement with many of classic "LeRoy" quotes. (The letter is stored in my safe deposit box).

The point of this, however, is to share my Dad's perception of you, Phyllis.

"Now, as to your personal life: You have a darn nice wife. I really mean that! She was only a kid when you were married but so were you. She has matured and now developed into an adult. Count your blessings and appreciate your wife. Look at your pretty daughter and now a fine son and count your blessings again."

Yes, "blessed" is the right word.

You are so special!

Love you!

Craig

Tomorrow marks a most tragic day for our family, as my dear Phyllis departed this earth way too early. Surely, she is in a better place.

Within this "Guest Book" there is an opportunity to "Light a Candle", I know why that link is there but it caused me to reflect upon the fact that you lit a candle for all of us. You provided a light that always glowed with warmth, love, care and concern for your family. A light that gently guided us along life's path. We are forever grateful!

You are missed every day, not just once a year on this memorial day. You are thought of every day!! The pain is there every day. For whatever reason, this is the path chosen for us by a God who guides us all - along a path that is all too short.

With deepest love!

Craig

Dear Craig,

Thinking of you and my forever, dearest friend Phyllis everyday and especially today with lots of memories and love in my heart.
Loving Thoughts,
Jackie

I come to this site often. I am struck this year, as I look back, how the dates of "posts" vary so very little from year to year - within a few weeks. A testament to you!

The calendar year changes for us, yet, it brings special thoughts of you each year. You are missed at many family occasions, to say nothing of our daily thoughts. A Legacy that should make you proud, my dear!

No poems this year from me, no "special quotes", just me, saying, "I Love You" and you are painfully, deeply, missed!

Your children, in particular, would make you very proud, and your grandchildren, are on a path that you helped set. Every year that passes, it is clear that you were the BEST!

I Love You!
Craig

This year, dear Phyllis, I found a short poem that captures just a bit about how all of us feel every day!!

I love and miss you!!!



We thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories.
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake.
With which we'll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart.

13 years have passed; it doesn't seem possible! It feels like yesterday to me! Your presence is always here in my heart.

Your grandchildren have grown so much- Christopher will graduate from college this year, Avery is finishing her freshman year, and "Baby Max" is now a teenager!

Julie is following in your foot steps and has become a successful Realtor having contact with many of your colleagues. Ken and Tina are doing very well living in your dream neighborhood - SE Hinsdale. You would be very proud of your family.

A milestone took place last year - we turned age 70 and would have been married 54 years! Hard to believe!

You are loved and missed Dear Phyllis. May God continue to look after you until we meet again.

You are never forgotten and always nearby in my heart and mind. I have searched for that "special" poem or touching inspiration and just couldn't find it this year.

I am, however, uplifted to know that your legacy carries on through your children and grandchildren. You would be so proud knowing that Julie, Ken, Chris, Avery and "Max" are wonderfully successful people. "Family" will always be their watchword, thanks to your love and giving spirit.

We miss and love you.

I am reminded this year, as the anniversary date of Phyllis' death approaches, of a quote I read somewhere: "Family isn't about whose blood you have. It's about who you care about."

Phyllis cared so much for and was dedicated to "family". It was that wonderful quality of hers that warms me today, as I grieve her passing.

Your family misses you!

Tracie Vida at Legacy.com has made a real effort to address my concerns and they actually found Haase's original which is now rolled into the "guest book format".

I am appreciative that they were able to find the posting.

I called Legacy.com several weeks ago as they, unfortunately, changed their previously excellent website into this - A rollover into the guest book of previous separate entities such as my eulogy, Christopher's and Haase's presentations (the later has been "lost"!!). Hence the dates are not appropriate for the above entries which now show as February 2009! I am not happy about this but there is nothing I can do.

The travails of those of us remaining here on earth aside, this day brings warm remembrances and love of a very special person - Phyllis - who is deeply missed but always treasured. I can feel that warm loving smile beaming upon her family and friends every day. Your legacy lives on with grace and dignity my dear Phyllis. You would be very proud!

And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.


When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.


And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.


The Prophet
Kahlil Gibran

Phyllis Anderson



Wife, Mom, Grandma, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Daughter-in-law, Sister-in-law, Cousin, Niece, Schoolmate, Realtor, Broker, Manager, Co-worker… Friend.



Ours was truly “Friendship at first sight”. The year was 1971. The Anderson family had just moved to Green Bay. We had been there six months. With two toddlers and a baby in tow, off I went to welcome Phyllis to the neighborhood. I remember it as though it were yesterday. Plans were made immediately and our special relationship with the Anderson family began.



Over the next 27+ years we spent countless hours together… Monday nights in Green Bay began with a friendly doubles tennis match together and ended with dinner while watching Monday night football.



We have such wonderful memories of such things as watching Kenny play T-ball and watching Julie star in her High School musical – “Godspell”; memories of trips together to the Northwoods to the Anderson family Camp at Fish Lake, where we learned about Finnish saunas, taught Craig the finer points of catching fish and tucked kids into sleeping bags at the end of the day.






Phyllis had a special love for antiques. The pieces that had been in her family were of special meaning to her. But, you could never have too many antiques. We spent countless hours together looking for just the right old light fixture, table or piece to add to a collection. She had a special talent for decorating and turning every room she touched into a warm and inviting place – like she was – warm and inviting and always smiling.



Did I mention the dinners? Phyllis, the gourmet cook, could put a dinner together with such ease and loved doing it. We will never forget the many (100s of) meals we shared together, the wines we drank together, the conversations we had together. I remember, in particular, the time she introduced us to fresh artichokes. Being quite unworldly, we had never had them before. Prepared by Phyllis with special lemon/butter or mustard dipping sauces… they were wonderful. Today, when I see an artichoke, I think of Phyllis. Funny, the things one remembers.



Phyllis, The Fan: not only did we spend countless hours cheering Kenny as he grew through T-ball into Little League and later while he played basketball and baseball at Hinsdale High School, but we cheered with Julie when she was a Green Bay “Packerette”. We were all devoted Packer fans. We had so much fun dissecting games.


Phyllis loved to travel – while most of our travels together were to the Northwoods, we did have a wonderful trip together to the Super Bowl in New Orleans in 1997 and spent time together at the Rose Bowl in Pasadena in 1994. We loved hearing about the trips she and Craig took together, most recently their wonderful trip to Paris.



Most of all our relationship was about family – together we watched our children grow, graduate, and turn into the wonderful adults they are today. Phyllis had the additional fulfillment of being a Grandma. She loved her grandchildren (Christopher, Avery and Baby Max were the “Apple of her eye”), her children and her husband with a passion. Phyllis and her sister, Mary, had a special relationship. Any one of us would be truly blessed to have a sister like these two.



These are but a bouquet of memories out of my perennial flower bed.



Phyliss, our friend… forever in our hearts



With Love,

Bronson and Jackie.

The following was written by Christopher Anderson (Phyllis' grandson, age 9) on December 7, 1998, as a class project in persuasive writing for Miss Dolezal's third-grade class at Madison School in Hinsdale –
the class was asked to nominate a "Relative of the Year Award"


My Grandma, I call her "Grams", definitely deserves the "Relative of the Year Award." First of all, she is the most persistent & positive grandma in the world! Plus, she is so amazingly smart and extremely explanatory, I'd definitely give her a 10! Best of all, she's the kindest and most caring person in the universe. Again, my Grams is the #1 choice for the "Relative-of-the-Year Award!"

My Grams is extremely persistent and amazingly positive! Recently she got sick with carcinoma which is a type of cancer. Every day she had to take medicine called chemotherapy to kill the cancer! This chemotherapy made her feel very sick and tired, but . . . she didn't give up her positive thoughts and she persistently took her treatments, rested, and didn't give up! Once more, my Grams is extremely persistent and positive!

My Grams is the most explanatory and the smartest grandma that breathes air in this universe!! She explains loads of things to me like how to solve math problems and when my mom and dad went out of town I stayed at her house, she took me to school, and she helped me with my homework. Plus, she taught me algebra, powers, cubed roots, square roots, multiplication, division, and negative math problems (my cousin, dad, uncle, my calculator and my memory helped). My Grams used to work at Prudential and she was a realtor. Working at Prudential shows she is explanatory and she had to be smart to explain why the person should buy the house and she persuaded them to buy it. For the second time, my Grams is extremely smart and explanatory.

My Grams is so extremely kind and loving it's not even funny!! She fixes me the most delicious and healthiest food that I love!! The number one reason is that she's SO NICE, even-though she's sick and tired most of the time she'll do anything to please me and make me happy! Plus, she acts the same towards other people! In conclusion, she's the most kind and super loving Grandma in the history of Grandmas!!!

For the last and most important time, she's extremely persistent and positive, smart & explanatory, and she's the most caring and loving person that is kind at the same time!!! You'd be crazy if you didn't pick my Grandma for the "Relative of the Year Award!"

The following is reprinted from The Doings, Wednesday, March 24, 1999

HINSDALE ... On March 19, I was saddened to read the obituary for Phyllis Anderson.

Phyllis was a realtor, broker-manager and competitor in the Hinsdale real estate market for about 20 years. She was an inspiration to new agents and a firm hand in administering to experienced agents who worked in her offices. In short, Phyllis was a true leader, always doing the right thing! She understood competing in the marketplace with ethical behavior based on impeccable integrity.

I will miss Phyllis and what she brought to the real estate industry. We have lost a leader and friend and I hope I speak for our industry when I wish her husband, Craig, and her children, Ken and Julie, and their families godspeed the time when your painful loss will become cherished memories of the woman who meant so much to so many outside of your family as well. ... Ron Hilt

YOU'RE SO SPECIAL

Eulogy for Phyllis Anderson by her husband Craig, Originally posted 3/22/1999

We celebrate Phyllis' life today by recalling our own private moments with her. We need to leave the pain of her loss behind – she would want us to do that.

In remembering so many wonderful times together, I have attempted to place on paper just a few that we might share. I have titled these thoughts You're So Special.

The title comes from one of those new, self-sealing balloons – the kind that last for more than a day. They are often gifted to celebrate a special occasion or communicate a special thought like "Get Well Soon." This particular balloon floated back and forth with the convective air currents present in Phyllis' hospital room. It was constantly moving back and forth – I noticed it many times: heart-shaped, white in color, rimmed with painted wild flowers. In the center of the heart, written in blue letters, was the message – You're So Special. Julie and "Max" had brought that message to her room.

As I thought about it, so many friends and family described Phyllis as special. What was it that made her special?

Without a doubt, the one overriding quality for me was her ability to always see something good in everyone and every situation, no matter how difficult. I often described her as one of those persons who could be in a swamp with alligators, about to be attacked, and she would look up and see a little blue sky in an otherwise overcast day and say, "Gee, it's going to be a nice day!" – You're So Special.

To my surprise, this quality was present at a very early age. I was looking through our high school yearbooks the other day – remember when the yearbooks came out, usually in late spring, classmates would approach each other and ask them to write something on the inside cover. I found Phyllis' note written at the end of our sophomore year – the year that we first met – "Craig, Have fun this summer. I hope I can see you some time. Don't forget geometry. I had loads of fun and I hope you did to. I hope senior dance is fun for you." How anyone could think geometry was fun is beyond me, but that was Phyllis – You're So Special.

Family was always important to Phyllis, and she made sure there was harmony and togetherness. At a very young age, she began to raise our daughter Julie and at the same time supported a young college student attempting to get into medical school. I was often away long hours studying; Phyllis was home and/or working to get us through. Never did she complain or whine about the tough times. She did what she always did – hunkered down, shared the workload, and remained cheerful and upbeat. She was my soul mate in the best possible way – You're So Special.

Kenneth was born when I was a second-year medical student. This was an experience we often laughed about. I was the "know-it-all, second-year medical student" who thought that I should drive laboring Phyllis around in our car for a while so that we didn't present too early in the delivery room – we barely made it! Kenneth, like Julie, brought great joy to Phyllis. She was proud of her children and was more than a mother to them – she was their friend – a unique relationship – You're So Special.

Christopher, Avery, Tina, Ken, "Max," Mark, and Julie formed our weekly Sunday dinner group. Many joys were shared as a family in those days. Stories and family videos were often recounted. There is one that comes to mind that illustrates just how great Phyllis was in the eyes of one of her grandchildren. One summer, about 6 years ago, at our cottage, Joey brought over his power speedboat equipped with a parasail. You know, you ski behind the boat, attached to a kite, and at sufficient speed you become airborne. Joey, in his usual manner, was encouraging us to become parasailers. Phyllis accepted the invitation – I declined! There she was, flying over the lake – I was trying to chase her in our pontoon boat, thinking that she had completely lost her mind. At any rate, some days later, after we had returned to Chicago, we were videotaping Christopher (then age 2 or 3 years) at our breakfast table. He was in the high chair, and all of a sudden he pointed his finger toward the sky and said "Grandma, fly." – You're So Special.

Phyllis loved antiques and decorating, a talent I am certain she learned from her mother. Our various homes were never pretentiously decorated and always radiated a certain kind of warmth. Many of our friends – Jackie, Lynn, Kristen – as well as family members would often ask Phyllis for her decorating advice with their own homes. Phyllis just loved to help them! It was this interest in homes that led her to develop her own, highly successful career in the real estate business. She began as a salesperson and learned the business, and along the way developed friendships with some of her customers like Linda Palamar. Her intelligence, people skills, and leadership abilities were recognized by senior management, and she became the Broker/Manager of several Hinsdale offices. She was highly respected by her peer group. As I moved into medical administration, we would often share books, tapes, and stories about how better to lead. She would often help me with her keen insight into people and problems. She befriended many in her business, like Bev and Carol Lee, among others, who were always there for Phyllis, especially when she became ill. It was this quality of friendship toward others – the upbeat personality – that allowed her to develop her leadership skill – You're So Special.

Another characteristic quality – at least I think it is special – was her relationship with her sister Mary. She loved her sister! They were always good friends and buddies. Mary returned to Phyllis' bedside many, many times during these past 2 years to help out and comfort her sister. Phyllis would often ask, "When is Mary coming?" In this day and age, such a relationship doesn't always exist – but for Mary and Phyllis it did – You're So Special.

Phyllis, like all children, was influenced by her parents in many ways. Jean and Norman gifted her with the value of family. They also introduced her to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, which she greatly loved. Phyllis loved her parents dearly and was always concerned about them. She would want them to carry on knowing how much she appreciated them – You're So Special.

To my parents, Phyllis was always the first daughter-in-law. To my brothers Brad and Jeff, Phyllis was the big sister they never had – she was always there for them. They would frequently tease her – Brad, about her high school days with me; Jeff, the consummate jokester, had her in "stitches" most of the time. She loved her nieces and nephews as well – Nikkol "Bat," Emily, and Bradly. Her cousins Betty and Ron stayed in contact even though they were separated by many miles. They were there for her and supported her during her long illness – You're So Special.

Even as Phyllis was so sick in the hospital these past weeks, she formed attachments to many of her care providers. Several would come by to give her a hug or just to check on her even though they weren't assigned to her on that shift – Donna, one of her nurses, Simon and Aley, her NCTs. Dr. Tomich, our friend; Dr. Dolan, her surgical oncologist; Dr. Hantel, her medical oncologist; and Barb Haseman, her oncology nurse, all went above and beyond "the call of duty" to help her. That was Phyllis – she reached out to people and many reached back – You're So Special.

I will never forget celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary in Paris last December, a trip that our friends Jane and Jean-Louise helped us plan. We had a wonderful time! We will also remember the good times, especially with our close friends, Jackie and Bronson, Lynn and Bob, Joey and Kristen, Linda and John, and Sandy and Mark. We shared many laughs and fun times – You're So Special.

The other night, after coming home from the hospital, I stopped at Tina and Ken's for a rest. I was alone, trying to fall asleep, when Avery crawled into bed with me. She snuggled up, put her arms around me, and said, "Grandma is so nice. God will take care of her for us."

As a wife, mother, grandmother, sister, daughter, aunt, cousin, mother-in-law, and friend – You're So Special.

Phyllis meant the world to me. I will carry on and remember that alligator swamp and reach for the blue sky, just as she would want me to. Phyllis, I love you – You're So Special.

Robert Frost's poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay" captures in a few short words the fact that we can never hold on to someone dear forever. Phyllis was truly "gold" and is dearly missed. As we near the anniversary date of her death, we remember the warmth, love, and support she brought to each of us.

The years pass but the memories live on of a beautiful Phyllis who brought grace and love into our lives. A devoted, loving and nurturing mother. A proud grandmother ever smiling at Chris, Avery and Max. A soul mate and partner through life's journey. You are always with us. We love and miss you deeply. May God continue to look after you!

I think of Phyllis throughout the year - always with loving feelings and appreciation for the wife and mother that she was - but when March arrives my feelings of despair return.



I visit this site, particularly in March, and read the tributes. I am uplifted by the many shared memories.



Phyllis was always proud of her family. If she were here today, there would be that huge smile and that giggle of excitement in sharing the achievements of Julie, Ken, Chris, Avery, Max, Tina, and Mark.



You're So Special!

I miss your radiant smile, I miss the sparkle in your eyes, I miss the joy you brought to your grandchildren, I miss our lunches, I miss your words of encouragement, I miss our time at "camp" together,I miss what you were to our family....I miss you, MOM.

On this day we fondly and lovingly remember Phyllis who brought joy and happiness to our lives. You are dearly missed.

Thank you, Craig for your message. It is only right that we be seen to remember, and these visits and messages are a memorial to our thoughts and love for Phyllis. I was just thinking the other day how it is that Mary is now the only remaining member of the Norman & Jean Anderson family - given the passing of both Phyllis' parents during 2003. I miss them all very much and am thankful for our memories. First cousin Ron

It does not seem possible that four years have passed so quickly. I visit Phyllis' site often and find comfort in re-reading the various entries, even from people that we don't know. I haven't placed a note in the "guest book" before but decided I wanted to acknowledge the gift of God that was our dear Phyllis. We miss you and will always love you for the life you so lovingly shared with us.

Thanks to Craig I have today revisted this site as the fourth anniversary of Phyllis' passing approaches. As my first, first cousin Phyllis was a very special person to me and although distance meant we might have seen each other on no more than twenty occasions during her fifty-eight years of life, the plan was that should we outlive our spouses we would spend the rest of our lives together. At least that was my plan which I shared with her. It was not meant to be. So, we still have our memories - and they are cherished. I shall never forget you PJ.

The site is beautiful. I feel like I know Phyllis after looming at her web site. Good job Craig!

What a tribute! I was overwhelmed with the eulogy written by Phyllis' husband. It has made me think, what would people say about me if I were to die tomorrow. I too had cancer over 17 years ago. I have lived life differently since then and yet this site has me wondering if I should not re-direct myself in some ways. Please cherish the memories that you have with phyllis.

I came upon this site by chance and was amazed that this woman was such a wonderful person. I'm sure anyone who came in contact with her could not forget her. Her family and friends were truly blessed

Sorry to hear about your loss, I lost my sister to cancer 9/15/99. I know Phyllis like my sister are now in Heaven having no pain. I miss her so much, I am sure just like you all are feeling. Just keep the faith that we will see them again. Phyllis looks like she was a very happy person I hope she and my sister are having a great time up there.

WHAT MADE ME LOOK @ THIS MOMORIAL WAS THE SPARKLE THAT IS IN PHYLLIS EYES.... IT BROUGHT TEARS TO MY EYES TO KNOW SHE PAST AWAY OF THIS AWFUL ILLNESS..... MADE ME THINK OF MY MOTHER I LOST HER WHEN I WAS 7.....THOUGH IT WAS NOT TO AN ILLNESS, BUT TO AN AUTO ACCIDENT MADE MY HEART FEEL THE ACK I FELT WHEN I LOST MY MOTHER........ MY HEART GOES OUT TO ALL OF PHILLIS'S FAMILY......

I did not know Phyllis, but I have been touched by the way with which she lived her life.
She was a beautiful person. May each day get a little easier as your hearts continue to heal.
Many blessing upon Phyllis's family.

I never knew Phyllis but I am sure she will be missed.

Phyllis is asleep according to the Bible.

I lost a loved one that was like a mother to me and it is hard sometimes.


What a unique web-site and what vision.


I hope the family is doing well and if you ever want to talk please call me.

As Dylan Thomas wrote in his famous poem, "Death shall have no dominion over love". I did not know Phyllis but her spirit lives on in the hearts of those she touched.

She was really a great person

I did not know Phyllis. i read about her in Legacy.com. After reading about this wonderful lady, it touched my heart and I felt I had to write. i see why this woman will be missed greatly..

Josh -- you will always be in our heart. You will be missed, and never forgotten. Jenny

I am really sorry about your grandma. she was a beatiful person I will always rememeber.



regards.-

david

I didn't know Phyllis but happened upon this site while on the web. I just wanted you to know reading her eulogy was a life-changing moment for me. She was a special person, and even though she's gone, her effects are still having influence, even on a total stranger. I am going to strive to strengthen my relationship with my wife and try to be more of a part in my children's lives. She is still a bright star.


Thank you, mike

I continue, more than anything, to remember Phyllis as smiling and just so much fun! We all lost so much when we lost her. These entries are even more poigniant for me now. Thanks for the hope you give me that things will get better.