Peppy Saint LbNA #44644
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Add Location| Owner: | Hart x6  |
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| Plant date: | Nov 22, 2008 |
| Location: | |
| City: | Libertyville |
| County: | Lake |
| State: | Illinois |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Found by: | Happa Yogi |
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| Last found: | Jul 29, 2010 |
| Status: | FFFFFFFFFFFFFFa |
| Last edited: | Nov 7, 2015 |
[[this will be edited monday or tuesday with more info]]
My grandparents were missionaries in Lebanon in the early 1950's. On Christmas Day 1954, my Grandma Ruth stood out of bed and fell to the floor. She had polio, that was the last time she ever stood again. She was 30 years old.
My grandmother never complained a day of her life and her spirit was always up when we visited her.
An article was written about her in the late 50's or early 60's of how she taught Sunday School out of her bed.
The last paragraph from this article quoted my grandmothers words (paraphrased for now), "When I used to get so tired on the missions field, I would dream of the day I would be in Heaven where I could just sit and relax forever. Now, I dream of when I could run and dance. So, if someday in heaven a peppy saint comes up to you, please don't ask me to sit for I have sat long enough."
So, this image is very sentimental for me, as it is of my grandmother, as I imagine her dancing in Heaven -- the "peppy saint" that she is!!
Grandma lived to be 60 and she would joke, "thirty years on my feet and thirty years on my seat." That was my grandmother!!
For this box, you must find her grave at Highland Memorial Park Cemetery on the corner of 120 and Hunt Club Road.
At the Maintenance building the road curves to the left and you should be facing a corner with a very tall pine tree with a smaller "Christmas" tree standing by it. I say "Christmas" in that it is not all decorated, rather its the perfect size and shape for a Christmas Tree.
Behind the "Christmas" tree, about 3 rows back is my grandmothers marker.
RUTH A. HART
Take a moment with her before turning around back towards the "Christmas" tree. Walk to it and take a knee, the box is a pill bottle wrapped in a black stocking at about thigh height. Please keep it at about this height so that it is less likely to be found at a glance.
My grandparents were missionaries in Lebanon in the early 1950's. On Christmas Day 1954, my Grandma Ruth stood out of bed and fell to the floor. She had polio, that was the last time she ever stood again. She was 30 years old.
My grandmother never complained a day of her life and her spirit was always up when we visited her.
An article was written about her in the late 50's or early 60's of how she taught Sunday School out of her bed.
The last paragraph from this article quoted my grandmothers words (paraphrased for now), "When I used to get so tired on the missions field, I would dream of the day I would be in Heaven where I could just sit and relax forever. Now, I dream of when I could run and dance. So, if someday in heaven a peppy saint comes up to you, please don't ask me to sit for I have sat long enough."
So, this image is very sentimental for me, as it is of my grandmother, as I imagine her dancing in Heaven -- the "peppy saint" that she is!!
Grandma lived to be 60 and she would joke, "thirty years on my feet and thirty years on my seat." That was my grandmother!!
For this box, you must find her grave at Highland Memorial Park Cemetery on the corner of 120 and Hunt Club Road.
At the Maintenance building the road curves to the left and you should be facing a corner with a very tall pine tree with a smaller "Christmas" tree standing by it. I say "Christmas" in that it is not all decorated, rather its the perfect size and shape for a Christmas Tree.
Behind the "Christmas" tree, about 3 rows back is my grandmothers marker.
RUTH A. HART
Take a moment with her before turning around back towards the "Christmas" tree. Walk to it and take a knee, the box is a pill bottle wrapped in a black stocking at about thigh height. Please keep it at about this height so that it is less likely to be found at a glance.