ForeverMissed

In the memory of our loved one, Mary Louise Harrison Palmer.   Everyone who met her loved her.  She was a loving, gracious, encouraging, supportive, prayerful friend to all of us.  We will remember her this way forever.

Her last few years she had limited abilities to hear, see, eat, or walk, and she spent many hours longing to go home to be with the Lord.  On April 1, she got her wish and is now face to face with him.  Praise be to Him!

Please share your stories about Mary and any pictures you may have.  Thank you for your love for her.


 

 

Posted by Mary Lucier on May 8, 2013
I remember that you always had a song in your heart and sang quietly all the time. Missing you Aunt Mary. Rest in peace. Love you,
I was named after you.  Mary Louise Harrison Lucier

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Posted by Mary Lucier on May 8, 2013
I remember that you always had a song in your heart and sang quietly all the time. Missing you Aunt Mary. Rest in peace. Love you,
I was named after you.  Mary Louise Harrison Lucier
Recent stories

Surprise Visit

Shared by Paul Hommes on August 20, 2020
My brother Philip and I bought a motyorcycle  in 1982 and took a ride from San Francisco, where we lived, to Clear Lake to visit a friend.  We wiped out twice on the mountain roads.  A woman stopped to see if we were okay.

Our friend didn't have a place for us to stay, so we said, "Let's go visit Grama (in Guernewood Park, California).  She was surprised, asked "What are you doing here?"  I said, "We're visiting you and Grampa, and we need a place to sleep tonight."

No Fair!

Shared by Paul Hommes on August 20, 2020
In 1972, I told my Grama that two of my friends were calling each other names.  She asked me what they were saying.  I told her what they said, and she washed MY mouth out with soap.

Grama's Generosity

Shared by Paul Hommes on August 20, 2020
I had a Yamaha PSR-70 keyboard, like the one Amy Grant used in the mid-1980s.

When Grama was living at Silvercrest Residence in Santa Rosa, California in the late 1980s, I needed some money, and rather than hock my keyboard, I sold it to her for $200.  I went to the Sonoma County Fair that day and bet on some horse races and ended up with $1000.  I paid Grama back the $200 and let her keep the keyboard. 

She enjoyed playing it often, trying out all the voices/modes. She played it for me over the phone.  My mom has the keyboard now.