2004-2005 was other years like 1997-1998....many deaths...mostly on my side of the family.
In January, Wyvone slipped on the porch and broke her arm in two places...she had pins placed in her arm to reset it. A home health aide came to help her a few times a week with the colostomy bag and check her arm. She started having problems with her leg from the fall...wasn't quite sure what it was at first, but it ended up being a horrible spider bite. At one point, the hole in her leg was so big you could stick your finger through it. She was put on high powered antibiotics since she didn't have much of an immune system to begin with.
Wyvone had pins in her arm for a good 6 months, which prevented her from quilting. She got the pins out in mid-summer 2004. In September, she started having trouble with her Chron's and the tissue surrounding the colostomy. She had to be careflighted to Dallas. This was the start of several months of illness and careflights.
About this time, we found out my dad had cancer, so I was having that do deal with on my side of the family as well.
Christmas 2004 was the last time Wyvone would be home. She was still very ill and things didn't seem to be getting any better. We put her back in the hospital the day after Christmas and about New Year's she was put on life support.
Before the life support, she was hurt that Tye didn't call and check on her. She wanted to hear her mother say, "I love you," and it never happened. Tye did eventually call, but it was minimal between September and January.
The months had wore on us all. They kept Wyvone on lifesupport for 21 days...the maximum amount of time recommended. It was so hard seeing her like that. Unable to speak, move on her own...I went up to her ICU room on New Year's Day. The nurse wouldn't let me it because visiting hours were over. I placed a single black-eyed pea in her and and told her to take it to Wyvone. The nurse teared up and did just as I asked.
Mid-January, they flew Wyvone out for what would be the last time. Bill and Joey made the trip up to Dallas. The doctors there told them that she had a heart attack days before this transport. Brownwood hospital never mentioned this. Wyvone passed away while she was there.
Bill and Joey were heading back from DFW to break the news to us when they were in a car accident outside of Comanche. I never thought I would ever see your Uncle Bill in a hospital bed. It could have been much worse though.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Days and Years to Follow
Just so you will know, many, many people offered to help the family with you. Some wanted to adopt. I quit my job and made myself available to help in any way I could. Shawna was prepared to do the same. Tye wouldn't hear of it. She tried for awhile to make it on her own. There was the still new, big house of your mother's, but now what it was the scene of a crime, Tye thought it would be best to keep you away from it. She wasn't sure what you would remember. After a month or so, she had me, Wyvone, and Shawna help her clean it and get ready to sell. It was probably one of the most difficult things I had ever done. Sometime when you get older, I will tell you about that.
After awhile, Bill, Wyvone and Josie moved out to the ranch to help Tye. They gave up the place in Blanket and moved to Zephyr. About this time Joey and Shawna broke up and Joey started dating Reyna. I thought about omitting this part because I felt it wasn't relevant, but looking back I see just how relevant it was. Joey and Shawna did eventually get back together and they did take ya'll in from time to time and are a very important part of your life. You already know this. Had the two of them stayed together I think the course of events may have been different, but who can truly know that though? Shawna is a nuturer and having her 3, James, and you 3 suited her and Joey. Unbeknownst to me, in God's bigger picture, this was all for the best. Billy's diabetes had starting going down hill fast. The seizures were devestating enough for me and Stephanie and you three had already been through too much as it was.
Shortly after Bill and Wyvone settled in Zephyr is when Tye had the breast cancer and Wyvone was diagnosed with Hepatitis C. Tye came across and old classmate from elementary school named Gene and they married quickly. None of us liked Gene...he was a gold digger! He had been married many times with maybe 6 months from divorce to the next marriage. Tye had her stroke when she was married to Gene. He insisted on "taking care" of her which consisted of him taking deep sea fishing trips. Tye did get to go on one before her stroke, but that was it. He was also instrumental in having you three placed in a group children's home.
Bill and Wyvone had given up their life in Blanket to move to the ranch and care for you....but Gene obviously had Tye convinced that you'd be better off away. When we started seeing Gene for the crook that he was...we ran him off....We may be a poor, redneck family, but you cross one of us...you cross all of us. We had help from the family at the Cherokee Home for Children too...(Mary and David)
Tye's was loosing her edge. Her mind was going. Gene had basically had her mind twisted and brainwashed. She had wrote a very hurtful, ugly letter to Wyvone, she refused to believe the accusations we had on Gene, even with proof.
Wyvone was an avid reader and loved V.C. Andrews books. I say this because this is when the story turns to a "Flowers in the Attic" feel. The storyline is about a ruthless grandmother who treats her own daughter like crap while the grandchildren she doesn't claim lived locked away in the attic. As much as we tried to write it off as stroke dementia or early Alzheimer's, it was still hard for a daughter who loved her mother so much put up with the vindictive, hurtful, spiteful, evil things Tye said during this time. They say people with Alzheimer's hurt the ones they are closest too. The doctor never ruled it as such because she would change personalities around other people. Around Wyvone, Tye became the most hateful old woman I had ever seen.
Even with Wyvone's own medical conditions, her and Bill stayed at the Ranch even after you three were put in Cherokee to care for Tye. They would take her to visit ya'll too. I am not quite sure what happened at Cherokee, I think Mary and David were moving and ya'll came back home. Tye wanted to do it on her own, with Bill and Wyvone across the yard, just an earshot away.
It didn't work. You three were too small and into way to much stuff. Tye wasn't able to get out of bed on her own. I think it was a home health agent that reported you as neglected. When CPS got involved, you went to Stephenville. I was working on getting you in the Hendrick Home in Abilene, but Tye wouldn't hear of it. She only wanted you in a Church of Christ home.
None of us wanted to see you go again, but we knew it was for the best. You needed away from all the hurt and pain and needed to be somewhere where you'd be cared for. I am not the biggest fan of the Foster's Home in Stephenville...and that is another story for when you get older.
After awhile, Bill, Wyvone and Josie moved out to the ranch to help Tye. They gave up the place in Blanket and moved to Zephyr. About this time Joey and Shawna broke up and Joey started dating Reyna. I thought about omitting this part because I felt it wasn't relevant, but looking back I see just how relevant it was. Joey and Shawna did eventually get back together and they did take ya'll in from time to time and are a very important part of your life. You already know this. Had the two of them stayed together I think the course of events may have been different, but who can truly know that though? Shawna is a nuturer and having her 3, James, and you 3 suited her and Joey. Unbeknownst to me, in God's bigger picture, this was all for the best. Billy's diabetes had starting going down hill fast. The seizures were devestating enough for me and Stephanie and you three had already been through too much as it was.
Shortly after Bill and Wyvone settled in Zephyr is when Tye had the breast cancer and Wyvone was diagnosed with Hepatitis C. Tye came across and old classmate from elementary school named Gene and they married quickly. None of us liked Gene...he was a gold digger! He had been married many times with maybe 6 months from divorce to the next marriage. Tye had her stroke when she was married to Gene. He insisted on "taking care" of her which consisted of him taking deep sea fishing trips. Tye did get to go on one before her stroke, but that was it. He was also instrumental in having you three placed in a group children's home.
Bill and Wyvone had given up their life in Blanket to move to the ranch and care for you....but Gene obviously had Tye convinced that you'd be better off away. When we started seeing Gene for the crook that he was...we ran him off....We may be a poor, redneck family, but you cross one of us...you cross all of us. We had help from the family at the Cherokee Home for Children too...(Mary and David)
Tye's was loosing her edge. Her mind was going. Gene had basically had her mind twisted and brainwashed. She had wrote a very hurtful, ugly letter to Wyvone, she refused to believe the accusations we had on Gene, even with proof.
Wyvone was an avid reader and loved V.C. Andrews books. I say this because this is when the story turns to a "Flowers in the Attic" feel. The storyline is about a ruthless grandmother who treats her own daughter like crap while the grandchildren she doesn't claim lived locked away in the attic. As much as we tried to write it off as stroke dementia or early Alzheimer's, it was still hard for a daughter who loved her mother so much put up with the vindictive, hurtful, spiteful, evil things Tye said during this time. They say people with Alzheimer's hurt the ones they are closest too. The doctor never ruled it as such because she would change personalities around other people. Around Wyvone, Tye became the most hateful old woman I had ever seen.
Even with Wyvone's own medical conditions, her and Bill stayed at the Ranch even after you three were put in Cherokee to care for Tye. They would take her to visit ya'll too. I am not quite sure what happened at Cherokee, I think Mary and David were moving and ya'll came back home. Tye wanted to do it on her own, with Bill and Wyvone across the yard, just an earshot away.
It didn't work. You three were too small and into way to much stuff. Tye wasn't able to get out of bed on her own. I think it was a home health agent that reported you as neglected. When CPS got involved, you went to Stephenville. I was working on getting you in the Hendrick Home in Abilene, but Tye wouldn't hear of it. She only wanted you in a Church of Christ home.
None of us wanted to see you go again, but we knew it was for the best. You needed away from all the hurt and pain and needed to be somewhere where you'd be cared for. I am not the biggest fan of the Foster's Home in Stephenville...and that is another story for when you get older.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
The Pink Rose
I went to the place she lived
Qute sometime ago
To prepare for her a garden of roses
All in a neat little row.
I took my shovel and began
To work the dirt and rock mound
And after a long afternoon
I had the roses in the ground
I planted red, yellow, white
And the pink she liked the best
The hardest rose to grow
More difficult than the rest.
I went to the place she lived
Two years ago this May
To check on the roses
And wish her "Happy Mother's Day."
The bushes had gown about 3 foot
Quite delicate still
They had not yet produced thorns
But the roses had begun to fill.
I went to the cemetary
During an unusual October snow
To check the garden of roses
I had planted years ago.
I wanted to make sure the roses
Could survive the early winter's bite
But I must have been snowblind
When I arrived at the garden site.
Atop the soft powder show
The bushes stood tall and proud
All blossomed in one color
Cascading into an elegant pink shroud.
A labyrinth of thorny vines
Across the granite stone grows
Hiding most of her name
Revealing only, "My One Rose."
©2001 by Teresa Sherrod, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Beverly's Last Few Years and Days
Now this quite possibly will be the hardest part of the story for me to write. It deals with your mother.
She graduated salutatiorian of her high school class. She was a very intelligent young lady and an all around good kid. She loved horses. During the second semester of her senior year, she went to a carnival in town and that is where she met Tony. I am not gonna say much about your dad because I don't have anything nice to say about him or about carnies (I married one too outta high school. Biggest mistake of my life.) I will say for what ever reason, he lied about his age. It wasn't until after your mother died that we found out some other things about him. Cut and Paste the links below into the address bar and see for yourself.
http://justice.dentoncounty.com/isapi/UVLink.isa/dentonco/WEBSERV/CriminalSearch
http://justice.dentoncounty.com/isapi/UVlink.isa/dentonco/WEBSERV/JailSearch
http://justice1.dentoncounty.com/PublicAccess/CaseDetail.aspx?CaseID=515825
Bevery married Tony shortly after I married Billy (a few weeks after as a matter of fact.)
She was in love with the idea of being in love. Nevertheless, he was the only boyfriend I ever recall her having which made it all the more difficult to reason with her to do things like, use her scholarships and go to school. She needed time to spread her wings and find out who she was and what her place in the world was.
When Russ died, Pat used her inheritance and built a nice home on the family land. She didn't live their very long before passing away herself. That left the home and possessions to Beverly. Beverly had been living in really rat shack places with Tony. He wasn't a good provider. Beverly always had a good head on her shoulders, but she just didn't use it much when Tony was around. After they moved in Pat's house, we started to see that Beverly was truly not happy with Tony. She had all of these people die and she wanted better for herself and you three. I don't remember exactly when it was, Tony was arrested (I think for back child support from his other marriage). This gave Beverly the opportunity to start fresh, without being under his watchful eye.
With a nice home, her inheritance, and family around to help her, Beverly enrolled in beauty school. Sometime later, she met David. He was a short little hispanic cowboy with a gold cap on his tooth. He was very sweet to her and loved being around you kiddos. He never pressured her about marriage or anything. He knew she had been through alot and was very supportive of her starting her life over.
Sometime in the spring of 1998, Beverly came home and Tony was there. She didn't tell anyone. I am pretty sure Shawna was the first to figure it out by her behavior. Shawna and I had both dated/married the likes of Tony, so we both knew what he was capable of and how a woman can tend to become like a puppet and do as they say. We also knew that your mother did as he asked to protect you three.
Mother's Day 1998 was the last time Beverly was seen alive. When she didn't arrive at school that Monday, the school called Tye. Since Beverly's car was in Tye's name, she called the police to have a check ran on the car to see if she could be found. Since she was an adult, the police were less than helpful, and assumed they ran off to work things out. I was told they made a casual walk around the house and saw no evidence of "foul play."
Ten days or so went by with no word. Now Elive was long gone, but he had several buddies from his Sherrif's Posse days in Tarrant County and Tye starting calling them up. When the Texas Rangers are involved, they tend to gitt'er done alot faster than the local cops. I had been at Shawna and Joey's for lunch and we had 'that bad feeling' all day long.
It was just before 5:00 p.m. on May 22, 1998 when I called out to Tye's hoping for some good news. Bill's sister Linda answered the phone. She lived out of town. Just the fact that she was there left me unsettled and fearful of the worst. She didn't want to tell me over the phone while I was at work, so I went to the storage room. She told me Beverly had been found. I was so relieved. Then I asked how she was. "Baby, she's dead," she whispered. She didn't give me too many details. I immediately headed to pick up Billy. As I made the mile and a half drive, I heard it broadcasted over the radio. Not all family members had been contacted and they were airing, "Missing Zephyr Woman Found Dead" all over the local news. Family had already contacted Joey and Billy and I was thankful that I didn't have to relay that kind of news.
One thing about the police, if you go over their head, it makes them look bad, so how do you think it looked when the Texas Rangers came to town with a Forensics vehicle the size of a u-haul moving van? That's excactly what I saw as we drove past Beverly's house headed to the ranch to be with family. The 180-some odd acres were crawling with uniformed police officers and people with baggies of evidence. She was found in the creek behind her house and the only way to the creek was up behind Tye's house, so we probably saw more than we needed too.
The questioned still remained, "Where are the kids?" A small baby shoe was found in the mud near the sight where Beverly was found. It sent us over the edge fearing the worst. I am thinking this was a Wednesday. I don't really think the Amber Alert system was in place yet, but with a homicide investigation now on going they had every cop in the state looking for the three of you, and it didn't take them long to pin point your exact location. We had you back home by Saturday. At the time your mom died, ya'll ranged in age from 3 years to 9 months. I am not giving specifics on your location at the time any thing that you may have said or done. I will say what ever possessed your dad to go back to where he had been in jail, the people he had unknowingly 'hide you out', were saints in my book. They took ya'll in and kept you fed, clothed and safe. We did meet get to meet the lady and her daughter. I don't remember their names, but they are angels in my book. The started getting suspicious because of things Cheyenne was saying and reported it.
She graduated salutatiorian of her high school class. She was a very intelligent young lady and an all around good kid. She loved horses. During the second semester of her senior year, she went to a carnival in town and that is where she met Tony. I am not gonna say much about your dad because I don't have anything nice to say about him or about carnies (I married one too outta high school. Biggest mistake of my life.) I will say for what ever reason, he lied about his age. It wasn't until after your mother died that we found out some other things about him. Cut and Paste the links below into the address bar and see for yourself.
http://justice.dentoncounty.com/isapi/UVLink.isa/dentonco/WEBSERV/CriminalSearch
http://justice.dentoncounty.com/isapi/UVlink.isa/dentonco/WEBSERV/JailSearch
http://justice1.dentoncounty.com/PublicAccess/CaseDetail.aspx?CaseID=515825
Bevery married Tony shortly after I married Billy (a few weeks after as a matter of fact.)
She was in love with the idea of being in love. Nevertheless, he was the only boyfriend I ever recall her having which made it all the more difficult to reason with her to do things like, use her scholarships and go to school. She needed time to spread her wings and find out who she was and what her place in the world was.
When Russ died, Pat used her inheritance and built a nice home on the family land. She didn't live their very long before passing away herself. That left the home and possessions to Beverly. Beverly had been living in really rat shack places with Tony. He wasn't a good provider. Beverly always had a good head on her shoulders, but she just didn't use it much when Tony was around. After they moved in Pat's house, we started to see that Beverly was truly not happy with Tony. She had all of these people die and she wanted better for herself and you three. I don't remember exactly when it was, Tony was arrested (I think for back child support from his other marriage). This gave Beverly the opportunity to start fresh, without being under his watchful eye.
With a nice home, her inheritance, and family around to help her, Beverly enrolled in beauty school. Sometime later, she met David. He was a short little hispanic cowboy with a gold cap on his tooth. He was very sweet to her and loved being around you kiddos. He never pressured her about marriage or anything. He knew she had been through alot and was very supportive of her starting her life over.
Sometime in the spring of 1998, Beverly came home and Tony was there. She didn't tell anyone. I am pretty sure Shawna was the first to figure it out by her behavior. Shawna and I had both dated/married the likes of Tony, so we both knew what he was capable of and how a woman can tend to become like a puppet and do as they say. We also knew that your mother did as he asked to protect you three.
Mother's Day 1998 was the last time Beverly was seen alive. When she didn't arrive at school that Monday, the school called Tye. Since Beverly's car was in Tye's name, she called the police to have a check ran on the car to see if she could be found. Since she was an adult, the police were less than helpful, and assumed they ran off to work things out. I was told they made a casual walk around the house and saw no evidence of "foul play."
Ten days or so went by with no word. Now Elive was long gone, but he had several buddies from his Sherrif's Posse days in Tarrant County and Tye starting calling them up. When the Texas Rangers are involved, they tend to gitt'er done alot faster than the local cops. I had been at Shawna and Joey's for lunch and we had 'that bad feeling' all day long.
It was just before 5:00 p.m. on May 22, 1998 when I called out to Tye's hoping for some good news. Bill's sister Linda answered the phone. She lived out of town. Just the fact that she was there left me unsettled and fearful of the worst. She didn't want to tell me over the phone while I was at work, so I went to the storage room. She told me Beverly had been found. I was so relieved. Then I asked how she was. "Baby, she's dead," she whispered. She didn't give me too many details. I immediately headed to pick up Billy. As I made the mile and a half drive, I heard it broadcasted over the radio. Not all family members had been contacted and they were airing, "Missing Zephyr Woman Found Dead" all over the local news. Family had already contacted Joey and Billy and I was thankful that I didn't have to relay that kind of news.
One thing about the police, if you go over their head, it makes them look bad, so how do you think it looked when the Texas Rangers came to town with a Forensics vehicle the size of a u-haul moving van? That's excactly what I saw as we drove past Beverly's house headed to the ranch to be with family. The 180-some odd acres were crawling with uniformed police officers and people with baggies of evidence. She was found in the creek behind her house and the only way to the creek was up behind Tye's house, so we probably saw more than we needed too.
The questioned still remained, "Where are the kids?" A small baby shoe was found in the mud near the sight where Beverly was found. It sent us over the edge fearing the worst. I am thinking this was a Wednesday. I don't really think the Amber Alert system was in place yet, but with a homicide investigation now on going they had every cop in the state looking for the three of you, and it didn't take them long to pin point your exact location. We had you back home by Saturday. At the time your mom died, ya'll ranged in age from 3 years to 9 months. I am not giving specifics on your location at the time any thing that you may have said or done. I will say what ever possessed your dad to go back to where he had been in jail, the people he had unknowingly 'hide you out', were saints in my book. They took ya'll in and kept you fed, clothed and safe. We did meet get to meet the lady and her daughter. I don't remember their names, but they are angels in my book. The started getting suspicious because of things Cheyenne was saying and reported it.
Separating Fact From Fiction
Just so we have things straight here...Beverly Lavone Rose was your mother.
Patricia (Pat) was your grandmother. Beverly never knew her biological father. We all have speculation as to why her real dad never came around, but I will just say he did come to the funeral. I honestly cannot remember his name, but I think it was Richard Rose. He had one arm. I will never forget how devestated he was to hear the daughter he had never had the pleasure of knowing was murdered. I also remember him holding T.J, his youngest grandson, with the one good arm he had. If he went into detail as to why he never came around, I don't remember. The events of the murder and days to follow left us all so dumbfounded and grief-stricken.
Back to your family tree, (or at least the branches that I know). The person you knew as "Mama Tye" was, in fact, your great grandmother, Lois and Elvie was her husband. There children are Dwain(who is married to Kathy) Wyvone (who was married to Bill) Pat (who was married to Russ) and James Elvie. Dwain is the only living great uncle (blood related) you have on this side of the family.
Beverly was an only child, but Wyvone and Bill had Billy and Joey that were your mother's cousins not to far apart in age. In 1990, Bill and Wyvone got a surprise and named her Josie. There is 21 years between the Billy and Josie.
Continuing on....Billy married Teresa (that's me) and we have Stephanie. Joey married and divorced Michelle and they had James during that time. Joey later met Shawna and she brought her three girls into the family: Shay, Cassandra and Chasity.
Oh, Tye did have a sister that recently passed away. Her name was Margie and she was just as ruthless as Tye was. Margie's family doesn't come around much.
Tye and Margie were orphaned at a young age. I suppose that was why she was so animate about taking you three in despite her age. Once I heard there was a house fire that claimed the life of their parents, then I heard it was illness. You'd have to ask Dwain on that. They were raised by an aunt and uncle.
Tye had her downfalls, but she did have an amazing will to survive. This was a woman who in 2 years lost her son-in-law Russ, her husband (Elvie), her daughter, (Pat)and her brother in law (Jimmy was Margie's husband as well as Elvie's cousin...). Pat and Jimmy died about 12 hours apart the day before my birthday. Tye then lost her granddaughter (Beverly), took in you three as babies and had all the circumstances that surrounded a murder to deal with. She found out Wyvone had a chronic illness on top of her Crohn's Disease, then Tye herself had battled breast cancer TWICE and came out spitting nails! She also married Gene...but let's just say he is out of this family and out of our lives and AMEN to that. He was worthless and was part of the reason she didn't recover fully from her stroke. Opinion, maybe, but he refused to take her to rehab. As a result, her mind and physical strength deteriorated quickly. Tye later developed colon cancer, but overcame it as well. A fighter? Absolutely. Given that, she had so much to deal with, it is easy to see why she was so greedy and hardheaded. She was also sharp tongued and had no problem cutting you to the quick.
Shortly after her stroke, it was apparent to several of us that her mind was going as well. She wanted to go fishing at the tank so bad one afternoon, that she headed to the tank without telling anyone, with her walker or scooter and all. Bill ended up finding bobbing up and down in the tank. Balance is always an issue that comes with age especially with a stroke.
Patricia (Pat) was your grandmother. Beverly never knew her biological father. We all have speculation as to why her real dad never came around, but I will just say he did come to the funeral. I honestly cannot remember his name, but I think it was Richard Rose. He had one arm. I will never forget how devestated he was to hear the daughter he had never had the pleasure of knowing was murdered. I also remember him holding T.J, his youngest grandson, with the one good arm he had. If he went into detail as to why he never came around, I don't remember. The events of the murder and days to follow left us all so dumbfounded and grief-stricken.
Back to your family tree, (or at least the branches that I know). The person you knew as "Mama Tye" was, in fact, your great grandmother, Lois and Elvie was her husband. There children are Dwain(who is married to Kathy) Wyvone (who was married to Bill) Pat (who was married to Russ) and James Elvie. Dwain is the only living great uncle (blood related) you have on this side of the family.
Beverly was an only child, but Wyvone and Bill had Billy and Joey that were your mother's cousins not to far apart in age. In 1990, Bill and Wyvone got a surprise and named her Josie. There is 21 years between the Billy and Josie.
Continuing on....Billy married Teresa (that's me) and we have Stephanie. Joey married and divorced Michelle and they had James during that time. Joey later met Shawna and she brought her three girls into the family: Shay, Cassandra and Chasity.
Oh, Tye did have a sister that recently passed away. Her name was Margie and she was just as ruthless as Tye was. Margie's family doesn't come around much.
Tye and Margie were orphaned at a young age. I suppose that was why she was so animate about taking you three in despite her age. Once I heard there was a house fire that claimed the life of their parents, then I heard it was illness. You'd have to ask Dwain on that. They were raised by an aunt and uncle.
Tye had her downfalls, but she did have an amazing will to survive. This was a woman who in 2 years lost her son-in-law Russ, her husband (Elvie), her daughter, (Pat)and her brother in law (Jimmy was Margie's husband as well as Elvie's cousin...). Pat and Jimmy died about 12 hours apart the day before my birthday. Tye then lost her granddaughter (Beverly), took in you three as babies and had all the circumstances that surrounded a murder to deal with. She found out Wyvone had a chronic illness on top of her Crohn's Disease, then Tye herself had battled breast cancer TWICE and came out spitting nails! She also married Gene...but let's just say he is out of this family and out of our lives and AMEN to that. He was worthless and was part of the reason she didn't recover fully from her stroke. Opinion, maybe, but he refused to take her to rehab. As a result, her mind and physical strength deteriorated quickly. Tye later developed colon cancer, but overcame it as well. A fighter? Absolutely. Given that, she had so much to deal with, it is easy to see why she was so greedy and hardheaded. She was also sharp tongued and had no problem cutting you to the quick.
Shortly after her stroke, it was apparent to several of us that her mind was going as well. She wanted to go fishing at the tank so bad one afternoon, that she headed to the tank without telling anyone, with her walker or scooter and all. Bill ended up finding bobbing up and down in the tank. Balance is always an issue that comes with age especially with a stroke.
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