The things that trumps anything else is how warm I felt then (and even now as I think of it) when she was in the room and talked to me. She was so very awesome and seemed to make everything better.
Filed under: Friends of Rob & Emily
Oh man, the fondest of all my memories of Shery, ” your mum,” was her talking to me when I ran away from home. I remember Mike stole the Impala, scooped me up and we drove to your house. I don’t know why it just seemed like a safe haven. Your mother heated up some tea and gave me a cup. We sat and talked about why I ran and why I didn’t want to go back. Then she did the unthinkable….talked me into going home, in her way, always calming, never judging never condescending way she convinced me that it was the right thing to do when I was sure it was not. But that was the way she was…she had a aura about her that was firm and yet kind…a special woman who was near and dear to my heart, writing this just made me cry.
Your mom will always have a special place in my heart. She made your home a familiar and warm place for all of us to just be ourselves. Seemed to me like she was one of the rare people that can gain immediate trust and acceptance from anyone. We all loved her and miss her every day.
What I remember most about your mother is her warmth. I considered your home as kind of a second home. And I considered your mom as sort of a second mom along with Mrs. Kelsall. Every time I came over to your house, she was always glowing in the kitchen. She made me feel comfortable and at ease. What I thought was great about her was that you could just sit and talk to her about anything. There were plenty of times when no one else was in the kitchen or the back patio and she and I would talk and just hang out. It was never awkward or forced or “hurry up Rob, let’s get out of here”. It was like I’d known her my whole life. Of all the fun and memorable things I’ve done in my life, I consider the moments just hanging out in your kitchen with both of your parents as some of the best. And I think your mother was a big reason for that.
Filed under: Friends of Shery | Tags: collections, collector, crafts, creative, Marilyn, Valentine's Day
I remember several years ago when Shery called and invited me to come to her house and make valentines. Not being real artistic I was a little apprehensive. However when I arrived she had all kinds of materials she had been saving….from buttons, scraps of various paper, cord and more. Shery was a collector. We all had fun being creative.
Filed under: Friends of Rob & Emily
I was glad to get your e-mail and spend a few minutes thinking back on fond times with your mom…it feels like yesterday.
I remember sitting at the table at your house with your mom on one of the many times we would hang out at your house. She and I had some great talks sitting there at your kitchen table while she wrapped her hands around a warm mug while many of us slipped in and out the back door to drink some cold beer (even thought it was sometimes way too cold outside).
One time when I was at your house I remember someone (probably Crista ) putting the Sir Mix a Lot Song Baby’s Got Back on the stereo. Your mom turned to me and told me that she really loved that song and thought it was great. I remember how surprised I was, but also how cool that she had such a great sense of humor and could appreciate that silly/dumb song. I mean…how many of our moms would have even known what that song was, let along known the words and thought they were funny?
One of the other things that I will always remember about Shery was that she never failed to ask me how my parents were doing, which I think speaks to how thoughtful she was.
Another memory that really stands out is of her trudging in the bitter cold to watch Rob’s soccer games at Captain Shreve’s soccer stadium, with a bunch of blankets thrown over her shoulder. As you know, it was not easy for her to get around, but I don’t think she ever once considered not choosing to sit out in the freezing cold to watch us play.
I know you will get lots of other memories from other friends, some far more meaningful than mine. I’m just glad I could contribute in a small way to preserving the memory of a great person who above all else was always really, really cool.
Filed under: Birthday, Family | Tags: Birthday, cross stitch, framing, Nancy Thomas, pottery, Rosalyn, Rowe, Roz
I was remembering it was your mom’s birthday. I have many things in this house to remind me of Shery every day. She introduced me to cross stitch, gave me cross stitch and framed most of my cross stitch. All of my Rowe pottery, Nancy Thomas and Willard lamps remind me of her or came from her.
Today, on her 62nd birthday [April 23], I remember her ardent prayer of “just let me live long enough to raise my children” after her accident/brain tumor diagnosis. From that moment on, I believe she began to cherish every living minute with you, always with the realization her life could be cut short and she would miss so much of your life. I never heard her say, “please don’t let me suffer,” “why me,” just “let me live long enough to raise my children.” She loved you so much. Once you and Rob left home, she was so thankful her prayer was answered and she had achieved her goal to be with you throughout your childhood. It gave her a great sense of happiness that she made it! I was so happy for her, too.
We miss her so much. She had a smile like no one else. It was so good to see her smile through the years. Her smile and answered prayer are my birthday thoughts of her today. She was my best friend in this life for over 40 years.
