Ethel, who was nicknamed Bobbie by her father, lived with her adult children for most of her later years in Cleveland and Columbus, Ohio. In 2011 she moved to Tampa, Florida, residing there with her daughter and died at home peacefully.
Bobbie was fond of reading, and writing long letters and poetry. She often recited this poem of home by Rupert Brooke:
"If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home."
Ethel, who was nicknamed Bobbie by her father, lived with her adult children for most of her later years in Cleveland and Columbus, Ohio. In 2011 she moved to Tampa, Florida, residing there with her daughter and died at home peacefully.
Bobbie was fond of reading, and writing long letters and poetry. She often recited this poem of home by Rupert Brooke:
"If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home."