A childhood friend wrote me last night, telling me that her mother had passed. Mrs. Roake was a good friend of my parents, and of the whole family. She was one of those people that always looked elegant, but you didn't hate her for it. She was smart and strong and a lady. In later years, when her kids were grown, they all celebrated together on Christmas Day, so on Christmas Eve she would come over and spend it with us….a dinner of meat pie (tourtiere), and then presents. She was part of our family tradition. She was a dear, dear friend of my mother's. They knew each other since they moved into their homes in Lisle….mmm, before I was born, 1959 my sister thinks. She and my mother were members of the Lisle Women's Club, who started the Lisle Library. Here's an article and picture.
This is the last time I saw her. Her daughter Corinne kindly brought her down to visit my Mom about 10 years ago. My mother was so happy.
It seems like one of the last links to our childhood somehow. I send my love to Corinne and all her family.
RIP Barbara Roake