Esther Rose Gordon July 6, 1911 - April 24, 2003 Dear Grandma, I wish you were here holding my hand while I apologize for not commemorating your life when you passed five years ago. A great human being like you deserved to have a parade to celebrate your life and accomplishments. Extenuating circumstances kept that from happening but in retrospect maybe it was really Divine timing. There isn't a day goes by that I don't think of you. I feel very proud and fortunate to have been your grandson. It was your love and appreciation of me that helped me want to be a better person. My head is full of memories of you that make my heart sing. Your contagious laugh, the way you could play the piano and organ, the bread you baked, how you went all out at holidays cooking scrumptious meals and included everyone who showed up, invited or not. I wish your organizational abilities and the way you were always prepared for any emergency would have rubbed off on me. You always seemed to have a solution for making the right decision, though I didn't always want to hear it. I pray you, grandpa and uncle Alex are watching out for my son Nick. It was such a shock last July when he left this world. I ask for your prayers, guidance and blessings for myself, my mother Sandra and your other grandchildren in our earthly endeavors. You always seemed to have God's ear, I hope that is still the case. We will be having a small gathering to intern your ashes alongside Nick's Friday 3 p.m., March 21, 2008 at Dry Creek Cemetery (in the new part). I wish it could be more but I know you know how deeply I love you and I'm certain you would have said that is more than enough. Until we are united again, I bid you farewell. Chad
Published in the Idaho Statesman on 3/20/2008.