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Peggy Hoover (George)

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02/04/15 10:55 AM #1    

Harry X. Eisenberg (1966)

I rember Peggy! She was very lively & fun to be around!

Bestv regards to all here,

Harry Eisenberg

02/04/15 03:52 PM #2    

Jarvis Windom (1967)

Hi Harry, good to see your posts.  I remember Peggy also, a great gal.  Sorry for her death.  I'm sure Rick George misses her a lot.  Rick was an Accountant also like me.  I'm sure they have kids and most likely grand kids.  We do. I married Betty Murphy from Canada. If you see this post Rick,  I want to let you know. "We Care".  I enjoyed the year we lived in Del Mar.  (Jarvis and Betty)

04/01/15 09:43 AM #3    

Harry X. Eisenberg (1966)

Jarvis,Nice to see you here!NOW I REMEMBER YOUR SISTER,Sally. Peggy, now if my memory is correct, didn't we go somewhere some Saturday nite, with Tony Narewski? 

04/03/15 02:28 PM #4    

Jim Roberts (1967)

Friends, was there some kind of annoucemnt about Peggy Hoover/George death?  If so, I missed it and am needing to find out what happened.  Peggy and I were an "item" in 1970 before she opted for Rick, praise the Lord!  Just would like a little "closure."

Thanks & Love    JR 

05/02/16 12:30 PM #5    

Rick George (1967)

From my point of view, which couldn't possibly be biased (?), Peggy was the practically perfect wife for the best 38 years of my life.  While I did not deserve so much favor, it would have been difficult not to adore her.  I wanted to marry and serve her, then after marriage I wanted to be married to her even more.  After she died, I realized even more what a blessing it had been being married to her.  Over the years, I accumulated many married lady friends -- not because they wanted to misbehave with me, they just wanted their own husbands to love them like they saw me loving Peggy!  But I don't deserve quite as much credit as I got; it would have been almost impossible not to cherish her.  Almost everybody who met her found her compellingly lovable.  Total strangers would begin sharing their most intimate secrets and concerns only minutes after meeting her.  Somehow they could sense she was genuinely interested in them, kind, and giving.  It wasn't a gimmick; they just sensed her reality, and they wanted her in their lives.  That, I guess, was her "superpower." 

 When she died, she still looked much as she looked in high school and college.

She died May 25, 2009 from progressive bulbar palsy, a neurological disorder which neither of us had ever heard of.  It compromises the nerves connecting the brain to muscles all over the body, sort of like having a good computer and printer, but a defective cable conncecting them, or having a good stereo and speakers, but defective wires hooking them up.  The disease affects each victim differently, so some can't speak, some can't walk, or may exhibit other symptoms.  The cause is not known, and there is no known medical cure.  In Peggy's case, she first lost clear speech, then all speech, then the ability to chew and swallow, and ultimately to breathe.  She retained her memories and mental clarity.  At the time she died, her doctors, nurses, and social workers were all convinced she would probably live another year.  I went out running errands.  When I came home and found her body in her favorite chair, it appeared she first became unconscious, then died without pain or struggle.  The paramedics pointed out she did not have any of the purple discoloration signifying choking.  Her arm was frozen in the position of lifting a spoon to her mouth, yet she hadn't spilled the food or dropped either the spoon or bowl. 

Both my parents had died at home, unafraid, after a long life, and with no apparent pain.  Peggy and I referred to that as "designer death," dying just as we'd like to if we got to specify.  God gave her a "designer death" of her own; and while I still grieve her loss seven years later, it has always been a small comfort that she did not suffer physically.  It took about two years from the PBP diagnosis until it killed her, so we had time to confront what was coming and say our good-byes.  She's buried in a lovely rural hilltop cemetery outside her hometown of Everett, PA.  I referenced the Proverb about "He who finds a wife obtains a good thing, and receives great favor from the Lord" on our joint headstone.  (Sorry, I'm writing from memory and don't have the exact chapter and verse, and may have slightly misquoted the scripture).   

Even already loving and knowing her, I was astonished at her courageous example.  She basically "kicked death to the curb," meeting it without bitterness or blame, all while knowing who she was, all she loved, and what she believed.  She'd gone out for a one-mile walk the day she died.  She had heated some soup (although she couldn't swallow, she could pour liquid slowly down her throat without it running down her windpipe.  I was feeding her most of her meals through a tube to her stomach, but she could only taste and enjoy what entered by mouth). 

There was an obituary published in three papers and over the Internet; sorry it did not reach this forum.  I hope this late memorial will meet some of the need anyone looking for it here has expressed.

05/03/16 01:43 PM #6    

Jim Roberts (1967)

Rick George, "old" friend, I really appreciate your posting your tribute to Peggy.  I saw in her while students the same thingsyou pointed out and was highly attracted to her.  I'm glad for her choice, becuase we both ended up with finding a wife that was finding a good thing.  I have now found closure through your disclosure of the details of Peggy's courageous fight and the gracious way that she passed.  You will continue to grieve, but acceptance will continue to increase as you go on with your life and the pleasant memories of your 38 years together.  My wife Hazel has degenerative arthritis and I care-give, but it is not life-threatening, just mobility-threatening.  We will be at 46 years in August.  It is hard to imagine being in your position, but most all spouses go through loss of the other. We need to enjoy every moment with our significant others as much as possible.  Thanks again for sharing.

Your Friend JR  

05/04/16 03:36 PM #7    

Rick George (1967)

Thanks for reply, Jim.  Sorry to hear of Hazel's disease.  Despite the grief, it's still very pleasant to see other couples still in love, enjoying one another's company.  Noticing someone else's successful relationship, it's easy to be uplifted rather than jealous.  My wish for all who still have the opportunity is to spend all the time possible celebrating one another's love.


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