For Margaret

The older I get, the more I read the obituaries every day. And thank goodness. Otherwise, I might have missed this gem on Sunday. (Actually Mr. Vintage Soul saw it first.)

  

Now, I never met Margaret Bassett, but I kind of wish that I did. She must have been quite a lady. And I certainly wish that I could go to her estate sale. Can you imagine the treasures that she probably acquired over her 105 years? Certainly someone who spent her first "fabulous" paycheck on the latest fashions probably had an eye for style.

But more important than her material possessions is that Margaret must have had a gift for telling a story. What a lovely tribute to her to share her wonderful tales one last time. Some day (in the distant future), I hope that the few paragraphs that sum up my life will bring a big smile to a complete stranger too.

 

Comments

[laurie - magpie ethel]

I love reading a really good obituary that gives a true peak into a quirky or amazing life. I love that Margaret ate wheatgerm every day! Our Sunday paper features one person with an amazing life and is usually a half page feature...I love reading them (and no it is not morbid, just a fascination with a life well led). I am sure her estate sale would be a gem to go to...hope you get the chance and they have one. Thanks for sharing Margaret Bassett's life in your post!

[Betty]

You might want to drop a note to her family and tell them how much you enjoyed her obituary. You could probably send it in care of the funeral home. I bet they'd like to know. It was really a nice obituary.

[GeorgiaPeachez]

That is the best obit I have ever read. xo, suzy

[Dime Store Thrift]

Thank you for sharing that, it was so enjoyable to read! She would have been a hoot to visit with.

[barbara]

I missed this in the paper - glad you posted it. That's the way to write an obit.

[Janelle]

What a terrific obituary! Margaret would have been born the same year as my grandpa, who passed away in the late 1980s. May she rest in peace.

I agree that her estate sale would probably be a joy. I like the view you get of people's lives at their estate sales and then when you buy something, you can remember later, "That was from the lady who bred cocker spaniels," or "That was from the gentleman who made violins," or "That was from the art collectors in Clintonville..." It keeps them alive in a tiny way, I guess.