Grandma Phyllis


Grandma Phyllis and Grandma Lisa (my grandma) so happy at Curt’s and my wedding, which was almost 11 years ago.

Curt’s grandma, Grandma Phyllis, died Friday morning.
Grandma Phyllis was 87 and a feisty woman.
I first met Curt’s whole family at a family reunion in May 2000. Everyone was kind and accepting of me and I felt very welcomed.
Soon after that I started e-mailing with Curt’s grandma. She always signed her e-mails Grandma Phyllis. So before we were married or even engaged I called her that.
She made me feel like one of her grandchildren immediately. And there was no doubt that she loved me.
I was lucky enough to get to spend some quality time alone with her on occasion, like the time she came to visit Curt in Portland. Or when she and I had a girls’ sleepover at her house.
She had a great laugh. And if something was funny enough you could bring her to tears. Like the time she and Curt’s parents were visiting us in Oakland for Christmas and I opened a gag gift from my grandma or the time Curt and I were moving from Oregon to Phoenix and we stayed with her in San Diego for a few days and Joey wasn’t allowed in a particular room so his little paw was darting under the door.
Playing Taboo with Grandma Phyllis was always hilarious with the same question: I can’t use any of these words?
She loved her family unconditionally.
For years for her birthday we always sent Thin Mints for a treat, which she gobbled up delightfully.
Kate, her little shi-poo, made her so happy and was a great little companion for her.
Grandma Phyllis, you will be missed terribly. But I am grateful I had you in my life for as long as I did.

grandma and katie

Grandma Phyllis and Katie.