Condolence & Memory Journal

I had the privilege of waiting on Helen and her sister Lydia for 10 years at the Thomas Edison Inn. They both came in together every Sunday (unless Helen wasn't up to it) then Lydia came in on her own. They were a joy to see every Sunday and I kept a private stock of Orange Marmalade which was their preferred jam to spread on their toast. Each had specific ways that their breakfast order should be prepared (they even took time to meet and talk with the cook and share words of wisdom and appreciation/ or to let him know that he needed to work on how he prepares their eggs) They even contributed to my mission trip to Africa with Francophone Ministries to help build a high school and share the love of Christ with the people in Bamako Mali. I remember Helen insisting that I sit down next to her so she can tell me about the love and faithfulness of our Lord Jesus (oh what a delight that was for me) I attended Lydia's funeral and met with Helen for the last time as the Thomas Edison Inn had closed its doors and I moved on to my career in the Health field. My condolences to your family; she was one of a kind.

Posted by Tony Fioravanti - Port Huron, MI - Friend   February 23, 2017