I did not take any pictures today, so I will share a blast from 2006. This was the first time that Neil's mother Ruth got to hold her great grandson Elijah. Three generations. Sweet picture. How time flies.
Showing posts with label Lila Ruth Fussell Ranft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lila Ruth Fussell Ranft. Show all posts
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Day Sixty Two
Lila Ruth Fussell Ranft
January 22, 1917 ~ March 3, 2010
She was an Army wife, loving and devoted to her husband and son.
Probably early twenties here--she had her own style and that never changed through the years.
Around ten years old here.
We're not sure of her age in this picture. As with a lot of folks, she didn't label her photographs. Although we tried in recent years to have her identify as many as we could, we waited too late to ask her about a lot of her pictures.
She must be about one year old here with her sister Erline, who she adored and who was a huge influence in Ruth's life. They were born in New Brockton, Alabama. And no matter where her Army life led her, from Texas to Greece, Alabama was always home. She will be missed. Rest in peace, Lila Ruth. You deserve it.
January 22, 1917 ~ March 3, 2010
My honey/hubby Neil's mother passed away tonight. She was 93 years old. Although her body failed her in recent years, her mind was still sharp. She never complained during the hospital stays (and not at all that I can recall). She always seemed to accept whatever condition she found herself physically. She put up a good fight.
She was an Army wife, loving and devoted to her husband and son.
Probably early twenties here--she had her own style and that never changed through the years.
Around ten years old here.
We're not sure of her age in this picture. As with a lot of folks, she didn't label her photographs. Although we tried in recent years to have her identify as many as we could, we waited too late to ask her about a lot of her pictures.
She must be about one year old here with her sister Erline, who she adored and who was a huge influence in Ruth's life. They were born in New Brockton, Alabama. And no matter where her Army life led her, from Texas to Greece, Alabama was always home. She will be missed. Rest in peace, Lila Ruth. You deserve it.
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