For Grandma

It has been two months since Grandma's 100th birthday (and the wonderful party) and it has been one month since her memorial service.

Lillie Giba Smith
In memory of Lillie Giba Smith, loving daughter, sister, wife, mother, and grandmother. She was born February 1910 to Slovak immigrant parents and grew up on a farm in Virginia and then in upstate New York. There she met and fell in love with Frederick Smith. They were devoted to one another, showing their family what a loving marriage can be. They raised their family on a strawberry farm near Trumansburg NY. For all of her 100 years she cared for everyone.

Her love was tangible: strawberry jam, ginger cookies, big hugs, beautiful flowers in the beds around the house, and unwavering dedication to those she loved. She is in each of us whenever we serve a lovingly cooked meal, or welcome someone at the door with a big smile.

To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson