Memories of a
She swept into El
Dorado Bay not long ago, and the lives of all of us who knew her were
never quite the same again. Her name was Peaches and we were mesmerized
by her cheer, her good humor and her lust for life.
In her earlier days,
Peaches had raised six children, taught Physical Education, piloted
an airplane, and probably lots of other stuff; an accomplished lady,
but you never heard her tooting her own horn.
It was a joyful
sight to see her walking along El Dorado Drive in her shorts with
her beloved friend, Buddy, the dog. And, she could play a mean piano
honky-tonk as she did at our Christmas party last December.
a good Scotch, and when the men of El Dorado Scotch Tasting Club invited
her to join them on her 90th birthday last year, she did, and told
them it was one of the highlights of her life.
Peaches was the
mother of Dotty and Ann and had the good fortune to live very nearby
her daughters, who took good care of her. And Peaches often took in
a stray dog or cat Ė every homeless animal seemed to know it could
find comfort at Peachesí house. As Dotty said, she feeds all of Godís
She may have embellished
her admiration for others and for our possessions, but when she said
how much she liked our house and loved to look at the glass sculpture
in our great-room, we loved hearing it and felt charmed by her. She
loved Camelot Book Club, and often said she was so happy to be with
all of us "young people", that it was fun and made her feel good.
Well, Peaches made us feel good too, and we all wanted to be like
her when we grow up.
Peaches left us
as abruptly as she came; diagnosed with cancer, and weeks later she
We are sad to lose
her from our lives, and comforted knowing this lovely lady is home
and at peace, resting in our Saviorís loving arms.
Oesch June, 2011