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23 August 2003 @ 09:08 pm
I am such a vapid airhead.  
So my grandmother died on the 16th, right? The memorial service is going to be on the 31st, and naturally I've got to participate, as the only granddaughter. Granpa's putting together the service. Auntie Bonny and Dad are going to be doing remembrances, as will my brother. They all have specific Bible verses and topics and whatnot. As her wonderfully faithful husband, Granpa naturally will have quite a bit to say as well. What has he decided the granddaughter will do? Hold up photos ala Vanna White. I'm not sure whether I'm pleased or insulted. On the one hand, I don't have to give a speech. On the other hand, I give damn good speeches thanks to spending a couple of years on the debate team. Then again, I don't want to write a remembrance, because it's a lot of work and thought. But I'm not some stupid ditz who is incapable of such a thing.

Actually, I probably am...

Anyway, since otherwise I'd lose it I'm pasting a copy of Granpa's memoriam-thingie here. Shyeah. It'll probably bore you, so don't read it. ^^;



Carol Hough – In Memoriam

Carol Louisa Steckelberg was born 20 Feb 1928 to Henry Carl Steckelberg and Kathryn Morris (Lincoln) Steckelberg and baptized a few weeks later in the First United Methodist Church of Henryetta, OK. She was confirmed as a youth and became a youth and music leader in her church in Henryetta. Later, as a college student in Chickasha, OK, she was a church representative of the First Methodist Church of Chickasha to its mission church in a remote and poor section of Chickasha, providing the music and assisting in other ways with the children and young people. Based on his own mission work in the textile mill section of Starkville, Mississippi, Granville immediately recognized Carol’s qualities of Christian loving kindness.

Carol Steckelberg went to Webster grade school in Henryetta, OK, then to Henryetta High School. Always academically gifted, she graduated from high school in three years at the head of her class. She entered Oklahoma State University at Chickasha, OK (then known as Oklahoma College for Women) and completed the sophomore work in January 1947.

In October 1946, she met Granville Hough, a young second lieutenant of the Regular Army stationed at Fort Sill, OK. They attended church together at her mission church, walked all over Chickasha, OK, and talked together, and found they had very similar views about life, religion, marriage, and children. Granville visited her family in December, 1946. She finished her semester’s work early in the day 24 January 1947 and was married that evening to Granville Hough in the First Methodist Church of Chickasha, OK. She was still just 18 years of age. She and Granville had dated about five times in 2 and ½ months. Their marriage vows lasted 56 and ½ years.

(Recently while Granville was hospitalized, two young nurses about to be married asked him how a couple could stay married that long. Granville advised them that the glue was love and sex. Then one nurse asked, “What do you do if someone cheats or lies?” Granville’s answer was clear and simple: “I cannot advise you on that, I have no experience.”)

As a soldier’s wife, Carol suffered the anxieties at each of many separations; and she and Granville lived in many places where the Army had a need, Fort Sill, OK, Fort Bundy, Puerto Rico, Fort Kobbe, Canal Zone, Westchester in Los Angeles, CA, Fort Bliss and El Paso, TX, Fort Leavenworth, KS, Arlington, VA, and Cohasset, MA. (On one occasion when Granville returned from a long separation, he made some suggestion
about something she had done or did not do; and Carol was quick to respond: “You just go run the Army; I will take care of our family.” She kept the checkbook for the family and her meticulous records were a wonder to behold and an example for us all.)

By 1966, Granville concluded that his natural inclination was to be a teacher rather than a soldier, so in 1968 he joined the faculty of the College of Business at California State University, Fullerton, and became a Professor of Management. Carol was pleased more than anyone: perhaps her prayers had been answered.

During one of the separations, Granville was in Thule, Greenland, and Carol and the children were in El Paso, TX. She finished her third year of college at the University of Texas, El Paso. She finished her BA degree in English at California State University, Fullerton, in 1971, the same year that her oldest daughter graduated from college.

Carol and Granville have three surviving children: David of San Jose, CA, married to Brenda Jung, with two children, Susanna and Kendrick: Nancy of Laguna Hills, CA; and Bonny of London England, married to Jerry Miller. A fourth child and second son, Robin Hough predeceased her in 1985. All children graduated from college and David and Bonny are PhDs. Carol is also survived by her sister, Dorothy Neville, of Tyler,
TX, and her brother Carl Steckelberg of Midland, TX, but she was predeceased by an older sister Charlotte Steckelberg.

Before Carol’s death 17 Aug 2003 in Aliso Viejo, CA, she survived two near-fatal strokes that surely contributed to her onset of Alzheimer’s Disease. Our family had hoped that her brain could be donated for Alzheimer’s research, but this was not possible due to Carol’s lengthy battle with Hepatitis C, which dated back to blood transfusions in the late 1950s. During the 1970s Carol almost died from this disease, which at the time was not recognized nor understood. Carol suffered with treatments that were medical guesswork until 1974, and only after three years in the UCLA experimental research program was she pronounced to be in remission from non-A, non-B hepatitis. As a result of studies of patients like Carol, doctors now know how to diagnose and treat Hepatitis C. In her own way, Carol has already made a lasting
contribution to medical knowledge.

When Granville was no longer able to care for Carol at home, she moved on 1 Oct 2002 to Aliso Laguna Village Nursing Home for Alzheimer’s patients, which is not far from Aliso Viejo Church of the Cross. She and Granville attended the 10:30 am church services there, sitting on the back row, preferable behind a family with young children. Carol could no longer follow the points of the sermon, but the well-behaved children with their crayons and paper she could understand as she relived the experience of teaching reverence to children. This was the high point of her week, and Granville thanks the families who tolerated the oldest couple in church. Granville especially thanks those who called her Grandma Hough or Grandma Carol. This always brought a smile to her face.

Inurnment will take place later this year at Arlington National Cemetery, Arlington VA. When people visit Arlington National Cemetery to honor our unknown soldiers, or to remember President John F. Kennedy, or to see the memorial to those in the Columbia space disaster, or simply to gaze in awe at the row upon row of former soldiers in ghostly assemblage; they also honor the soldier’s wives who share a common grave or niche with their soldier husbands. Carol will be there to share in that honor.

Note for Dorothy's keen understanding of the English language. I kept getting a message from my computer that memorium was not a proper word. I consulted all the dictionaries available and could not find it. So I then went to ium which I found is the Latin suffix equivalent to the Greek suffix tion. So I just invented a new word, using an old Latin generic ending. It may be good for cross word puzzles, but I opted for the more concurrent "In Memoriam."
 
 
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he paints me bluewater_kisses on August 24th, 2003 08:45 am (UTC)
aw, I really think you should do a speech.
Well, only if you want to..
maybe your Grandpa didn't think you would want to give a speech?
This was my favorite part, 'Then one nurse asked, “What do you do if someone cheats or lies?” Granville’s answer was clear and simple: “I cannot advise you on that, I have no experience.”)' <3
~ * flurr sprite * ~nkicroft on August 24th, 2003 09:25 am (UTC)
aww, poor lee.....maybe you could ask to say something small? i'm sorry that your gramma passed away :(
brokenliich on August 24th, 2003 03:35 pm (UTC)
sorry to hear about your gramma. that's always sad.
your grampa prolly just wanted to spare you any stress about reading infront of people (whether you like it or not) and reading about the passing of your gramma (which is sad). it's prolly not b/c he thinks your incompetant.
Leishu Lininu_ranma on August 24th, 2003 11:55 pm (UTC)
Boi feels useless...
munkeesrcute on August 26th, 2003 07:51 am (UTC)
Aw Suzi, I'm so to hear your Grandma passed away. How are you doing? I'm here for you if you need anything