April 24, 1922 - June 14, 2014
Barbara Grace Oril (Andrews) April 24, 1924 - June 14, 2014 At the age of 92, our sweet Momma's journey came to a quiet and peaceful end...just in time to join Dad for an early bird anniversary dinner in Heaven on what would have been their 73rd anniversary. Born in Seattle to Ed and Grace Andrews, Mom knew what she loved (long summer twilight) and disliked (cold, rainy days) about growing-up in Everett with her two younger brothers, Alan and Raymond. At age 14, Mom went on her first date with Bob Oril at a church picnic, and they married on June 14th, 1941 in Carson City, Nevada. Their son Bobby was born just 9 months later. How Mom loved her active, towheaded son, whom she swore ""could run before he could walk!"" Mom and Dad wanted to add to the family, but it would be nearly 10 years before ""her girls"" began to arrive. Debbie, Jacquie and Patti completed the family over the next 8 years. Mom started her family early and didn't stop util we were all present and accounted for. We girls thank you for that! Seeking sunshine and opportunity, the family settled in Chatsworth, California. Mom went to work for DeLuxe Check Printers and proudly retired after 20 years of service to begin the next chapter of her life, enjoying her grandkids and traveling! She and Dad had a succession of recreational vehicles, some that ran better than others, and they traveled throughout the country visiting family, enjoying square dances (Mom) and old time fiddling contests (Dad). In the days before cell phones, we kids would often find ourselves calling each other and asking, ""Do you know where Mom and Dad are?"" One of their favorite destinations was the California coastline. Mom and Dad Loved to ""drop anchor"" along PCH and watch the sunset. Mom truly loved her family, and could always be counted on to celebrate our victories, support our dreams, and comfort us when thing went awry. Oh... and she baked for us! How we all love her Pumpkin Chiffon and Chapplerry pies. Thanksgiving or Christmas mornings would not be complete without Mom in the kitchen, rolling our her amazingly flakey pie crusts, sprinkled with only a few ""choice swear words"". Eventually, Mom and Dad would need our love and support, as dementia slowly robbed them both of their independence. After years spent under the watchful eyes of Patti and Rich, Mom and Dad returned to the Pacific Northwest in 2004 to be near Jacquie, Tom and the twins in Spokane, WA. By the time Dad passed in 2009, dementia kindly kept Mom from experiencing his loss. She would ask, ""Where is Dad?"" When told that he was at work, walking the dog or running down to the store to pick up bagels, Mom would reply, ""I hope he gets back soon!"" Mom was blessed to spend her final months in the loving care of Home Sweet Home. Thank you Tim, for leading us to Kerri, Pam, Mark, Randy and Marilou! The love, kindness and compassion showed to Mom was an answer to prayer. Thank you Tracey and Nora, from Hospice of Spokane, for your kind words and care during Mom's final journey. Mom was preceded in death by Dad, who we are sure went on ahead to level up the RV. She is survived and deeply missed by her children: Bob (Joni) Oril, Debbie (Paul) Newton, Jacquie (Tom) Weddle, Patti (Rich) Byers; grandchildren: Stephen (Stacey) Oril, Valerie (Kim) Burns, Natalie (Brandon) Nicholas, Eric Petersen, Brigitte (Mike) Foisy, Hillary (Coleton) Klein, Marissa and Kelsey Weddle; and great-grand children: Shane and Sophie Oril; Trevor, Maiya and Audrey Foisey; Hunter and Liberty Nicholas; Madden Klein; and daughter-in-love Monique Pumphrey. Mom is finally reunited with Dad, and we are fairly certain that after wrapping him in a big, warm hug she asked, ""Bob, are you still playing that infernal organ?"" Until we meet again, we will be Loving you, always...
