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Aline Osborne Reavis posted a condolence
I always enjoyed visiting Emma and Hugh when coming to West Jefferson. Emma was a great cook and a lady who I admired due to her love for her family. Your family will be in my prayers.
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Angie Osborne Amaro posted a condolence
Nancy and Family
I'm so sorry to hear about the passing of your mother and grandmother. Your family is in my thoughts and prayers. May God hold you all in his arms. Angie and family and Bud Osborne
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Margate Health & Rehab posted a condolence
Nancy and Family we are sorry for your loss! We just wanted you to know we were thinking about you and sharing in your loss. May the Lord watch over you and comfort you during this most difficult time. God Bless you All!
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Darlene Greer & Lessie Riley posted a condolence
So sorry to hear about your Mother. Please know your family is in our thoughts and prayers.
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Tina Osborne Phelps posted a condolence
I will truly miss Aunt Emma (Emmer). She was a true lady that I enjoyed visiting. Her home was always spotless and she made you feel at home. She was an excellent cook and I enjoyed the meals that she provided for me and my family when we were visiting the mountains. I will miss visiting her and seeing her smile. My prayers are with Nancy Jane and Brenda Kay and their families.
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Roberta Stewart Campbell posted a condolence
I am so saddened by her passing but rejoicing that she is with her heavenly Father along with her family already there. I look at her and see Grandma (Grace Roark) her sister --who were two lovely ladies!! We send our love and prayers to you during this time. I also send this on behalf of Eyvonne & Elmer Stewart.
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Tim Barker posted a condolence
Emma McCoy
Or Granny as I called her. She was a woman I have known my entire life. I have so many memories of her that to tease one out from the rest is incredibly difficult. Instead of remembering things she did, I am left with a deep sense of who she was to me in my life.
I have been dreading this day for a very long time, wanting to hold back or reverse the sands of time so that I might have still more time with the Grandmother who cooked and cared for me almost every morning as I grew up. Each morning, she cooked a delicious breakfast for Pa, Sandy and myself- always telling me that I ate like a bird while Sandy and Pa held Olympic biscuit eating competitions. She was the first to introduce me to the need to control my unruly hair. Morning after morning, right after breakfast she would attempt to attain some order out of my hair. It would seem I had been licked by a cow- It must be true, Granny said so- but I had no recollection of it. She used water to tame it at first until she decided more force was needed. She decided to use Pa’s Brill-cream. “Yes, that did the trick!� It did take a little getting used to and that first day I went to school and came home with a still greasy head. A little dab will do you.
Granny introduced me to the wonders of ground cherries, kohlrabi, and super fragrant pink roses which still grow next to the perfectly imperfect little farm house she and Pa called home. These were but a few of what seems like thousands of other simple everyday objects that she found and shared the simple joys with me. I will always remember her loving influence.
Once when Sandy and I were home from school on a wintry snow day we decided to sleigh-ride and Granny dressed us up-bundled us up really, several layers thick. I complained in my childish vanity about how ridiculous I looked to which she replied “Better to be warm than fashionable.� I still have mixed feelings about the need to be warm over fashionable.
Granny was a constant, an ever present loving hand-ensuring safety, love and joy and homemade chocolate dipped coconut candy….and Easter candy, and Christmas candy and Halloween candy-it is a wonder that Sandy and I are not as big as houses from all of the sweets Granny tried to get us to eat.
What I see now is that I took her for granted. Sure I loved her but it doesn’t seem like enough. Maybe our capacity to love increases as we age? It would seem so. She is a huge part of why I am the way I am and words cannot express how she completed me. If Pa was decisive action, Granny was constant- A sphere of love. I still love the stories she told of her childhood and of her life. I will always remember her reading the “Twas the Night Before Christmas� every Christmas of my childhood and so many more. I honor her memory and will take it with me until the end of my days. I want to give to others the great love she gave to me…through every daily kind and wondrous act, teaching in her simple way that love is what you do for another person.
I Love you Granny, Thank You.
Timothy Barker
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Sandy Richardson posted a condolence
For Emma McCoy:
When I was a tiny baby I began spending time with Granny and so there I would be for the remainder of her life. I grew up under her watchful eye, on her lap, in her arms, in her garden, in her kitchen, in her creek, and in her heart. The times I had with her are among the best, most fun filled, and most valuable of my life.
Like Pa, she taught me many lessons. She was one of the hardest workers I have ever known. She rose early to fix breakfast, washed the dishes, cleaned the house, did the laundry, packed lunches, and then caught up to work with Pa in the field by mid-morning. She cooked and canned and froze fruits and vegetables, mowed the yard, pulled weeds, worked in the tobacco, raised a garden, and raised a family. In all this she was a perfectionist. She believed in doing things right. While impressive, these accomplishments are not what set her most squarely apart. All this she did with an unwavering sense of two things – a sense of excellence and a sense of humor.
A neighbor’s goat once got loose and was eating Granny’s pink rose bush. She got a broom and attempted to run the goat off to save the roses. She was ultimately successful, but when explaining how the altercation with the goat went down she said, “I’d chase it a while and it’d chase me a while.�
While I was in high school Granny very rarely missed any of my basketball games, thus many of the girls on our team knew her. One year around Thanksgiving she slipped on some ice at the barn and broke her arm. Ever faithful she was back in the bleachers before Christmas, cast and all. After our next game a few of the girls went up to her seat and asked her what had happened. Her reply, “I got ran over by a reindeer.�
After I would do something hard headed, perhaps in which I narrowly avoided some terrible fate that involved a tractor, or falling out of a tree, or something of the like, Granny gave me fair warning of what my future would surely hold. She often told me, “You’re gonna die the death of a rag doll.�
Granny was witty, and smart and quick. She had a way of making things fun that weren’t supposed to be and a way of making things bearable that ought not to have been. The life she and Pa lived was simple and hard. Nevertheless they enjoyed it in a way I have yet to see anyone else do - by finding and when necessary creating their own simple joys in day-to-day life.
She never had a driver license, but on her 70th birthday she rode a skateboard.
She made fresh squeezed lemonade and we drank it on the front porch because it was ok to take a rest.
She loved basketball and she loved the Lakers.
While I can recall countless words and phrases I have heard Granny say over the years, there is one that rings most loudly in my mind today. When I was a very young person I once made some comment like most of us have done many times. While I do not remember the exact occasion, I stated that I wished it were some future place in time – something along the lines of, I wish it were Friday or I wish summer was here. She then cleverly pointed out, “Sandy, you’re wishing your life away.� I have never forgotten that.
Ninety-four years – the vast majority of it lived with a sense of joy and balance that most people never even approach. Granny knew better than to wish her life away. She did not have to because she knew how to live it properly as it went along. I hope I can find that place and I hope you can to – that we can honor Granny’s and Pa’s memory by living life, really living it, enjoying it in a way that so few do, the way that they did.
I am busy and tired and over-worked, but here’s what I can report so far:
While they fell to the Nuggets by three, I am happy to say last night I sat in her chair and watched the Lakers play. Today I think I will have fresh squeezed lemonade. And who knows, perhaps tomorrow I will even jump on a skateboard.
I love you Granny.
Thank you.
Sandy Richardson
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Charles Barr posted a condolence
We are very sorry about your mother. May God blessing be with you.
Charles and Sue
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May
Funeral Service
11:00 am
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Boone Family Funeral Home & Cremation Services, West Jefferson, NC
PO Box 786 West
Jefferson, North Carolina, United States
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