Genevieve didn't learn how to drive until after her husband Duane passed away. The fact that she not only learned to drive late in life, but braved the challenges of driving herself further and further afield, to Des Moines, to Nebraska, and eventually to Pensacola, Florida!, illustrates in a small way her strength of character, faith in the future, and trust that the Lord her Shepherd would always be there to take care of her, no matter where a wrong turn might take her! She was a faithful, loyal friend who supported those fortunate enough to know her through thick and thin. She was always there for us, firm and clear about the things that really matter in life children, spouses, families, our relationship with the Lord. She was a source of wisdom and direction. She lived in an awareness of others' needs. Those needs she could do something about, whether it was a timely phone call, a homemade dessert, a word of encouragement, she would act to meet. Those needs she knew were too deep to be touched by a human being or beyond her abilities to meet, she took faithfully to prayer. She leaves a void in our lives that no one else can ever fill, but she hasn't really left us. I feel her presence hovering near us even now... praying for those she left behind, that we all may one day be alive with her again.