Years ago when my husband was about 11 years old, his parents, Lloyd (whom I never got the pleasure of meeting) and Marion became friends with Marilyn and Ron Amundson. They had a boy named Jay. He was bit younger than Alan but they were friends from the start and have stayed friends for over 50 years.
As young families do, they spent many weekends together doing things young families do and became very close.
Marian lost Lloyd in 1983 and Marilyn was there to dry the tears. She then remarried an old friend of the family. His name was Syd. Syd passed away shortly after they married and again Marion was a widow.
Marion at times, seemed to be full of anger and could be pretty cantankerous and down right rude. Marilyn was always there to gently put her in her place. Marion was so fond of Marilyn that she acquired the nickname "Old Dear".
Off an on over the years I have been married to Alan, I would hear about Old Dear. She was quiet a lady. She was beautiful inside and out. She always had every hair in place and was never seen without makeup. Her attire was always neat as a pin and well put together. She was a classy lady.
Old Dear lost Ron and remarried Bob Mohle not long after Marion lost Syd. I had the pleasure of meeting him at a Christmas brunch at Jay's house two years in a row. He was the sweetest little old man. I noticed that he just seemed to not be able to take his eyes off of his beautiful Old Dear.
I was just about to retire and move from CA to OR and knowing that Old Dear and Bob were together constantly, I ask her if she ever got tired of being together 24/7 and her answer was "No, I love being with Bob."
Although I only got to sit and talk to Old Dear maybe 4 times in my life, I will always remember how comfortable she made me feel. She had a wonderful sense of humor and was a joy to talk to.
Two months ago Old Dear broke her hip and since then has been in the hospital and deteriorating fast. Just a few days ago, Bob was admitted with kidney failure. The hospital put them in the same room.
We got a call from Jay on Saturday saying that Old Dear was dying and would probably be gone by the end of the week. The doctors told Bob that Old Dear was dying. I am sure this saddened him deeply. This morning we got a call from Jay that Bob had passed away. This evening we got another call from Jay saying that Old Dear had passed away also.
These two people so in love, lived, loved and died together. It is such a sad but unique and sweet thing as they both were. Now they are together with the Lord our God in heaven.
Rest in Peace Bob and Old Dear