Great Grandma Good

On July 12th, my Great Grandma Phyllis Good passed away at the age
of 89. The funeral was held that Saturday on July 15th, and I meant to
post something after the ceremony but as you all know the server died.

Grandma Good was diagnosed with cancer, and was in the hospital when
she died as her condition had deteriorated. Actually, she had been in
the palliative care unit for a little while. As soon as I heard she was
in the hospital, I said that I would go visit her. I never did though.
And I don’t regret not going. I realized that I never really wanted to
visit her in the hospital, probably because I didn’t want the image of
her in my head to change. I wanted to remember my Great Grandmother as
the strong, funny, and fun-loving person I knew so well, and seeing her
in the hospital would have shattered that. Maybe that’s selfish of me,
but that’s how it is.

I remember spending time with Grandma Good at Goose Lake, where my
family had three cabins at one point (we now have two, after my Grandma
Good’s was sold). I remember her with my Great Grandfather. I remember
her talking about the Oilers and the Eskimos – she was always up to
date on the teams and knew all the statistics. I remember her enjoying
a great meal at Christmas, Thanksgiving, and other occasions. I
remember her smiling.

I’m glad I remember my Grandma Good in my own way, and I’ll miss her. You can read the obituary here.

UPDATE: Here’s a picture of me and Grandma Good at Christmas.