So... my gram past away last week. As I'm sure most of you know...My gram ment the WORLD to me. She raised me, she was more then just my grandmother - she became one of my best friends. She was ALWAYS there for me when I needed her... day or night. She loved us so much. I miss her so much. I've been trying to keep myself busy, so I don't break down and loose it. I haven't cried since the day I found out about her stroke, until this past Monday. It hasn't clicked in. Or, I just don't know how to deal with it, so being so far away is maybe making it easier on me. The last time I saw her was at Katies graduation. Her and my Aunt MaryAnn had to leave to do some sight seeing before their flight later that day. I was planning on going home the 9th and going to the Pizza Hut buffet, one of our favorites... so we could catch up and such. I remember we used to go to McDonalds every Thursday and order pizza every Friday. She used to cook us french toast and scrambled eggs for dinner sometimes. We also went to McDonalds after church on Sundays for coffee and breakfast. Hah, my grandparents loved that place. She would come over at least once a week with a bag of clothes for me and my sister. It took her a little, but she caught on to the style and was doing a great job of getting us some clothes. She bought me all 3 of my cars and helped me through my nursing schools. She would drive over to the house when I locked myself out. We used to get the newspaper at Jeannottes before church on Sundays and sit in front of St. Chris. My grandfather would take out the comics for me and my sister to read, and we'd wait until 7:15 to go in. We sat in the same pew every Sunday. 13 rows from the back... [just a coincidence]. My grandparents always kissed as everyone else was shaking eachothers hands and saying "peace be with you"... I listened to my grampy tell my gram how every other couple in the church was now doing it too. Wow. I could go on. But I can't.
I got a tattoo in memory of her today.
My sister got one, too.
Actually the day she passed away.
I would post hers, but I don't know if she'd like that.
But here's mine...
and my gram's obituary - just so you can see how awesome she was. <3
they arn't too clear, cause it was dark & from vals phone.
once its hah, washed & i can find my cable to download pics
you'll be able to see it better.. and like where it is on my body.
[up on my shoulder-ball and the wings go on over to my back - its siiiick!]
Stephanie T. Urban
by Stanley Urban
NASHUA- Stephanie “Stevie” Urban, 77, of Nashua, died Friday Sept. 16, 2005 at the Community Hospice House in Merrimack, with her family at her side.
Mrs. Urban was born June 1, 1928, in Nashua, daughter of the late Joseph and Helena (Varsotska) Rotkiewicz. She was a life-long resident of Nashua.
She was the wife of retired federal attorney Stanley C. Urban, Sr. They had observed the 58th wedding anniversary of their wedding at the former St. Casimir church, on September 6, 2005
Mrs. Urban was a homemaker, but her avocation was volunteering for the benefit of humanity. She was a double-sessions volunteer at Southern N.H. Medical Center, and a member of it’ auxiliary, with 43 years of service. She was a past president of St. Joseph Hospital Auxiliary. Mrs. Urban had volunteered for the Red Cross, March of Dimes, the Nashua School District special needs program, for many charitable fund drives, and for numerous charitable races and walks, among other events. Her husband called her a “professional volunteer.” Many friends described her as “one of my favorites”.
She was a member of the Bedford Women’s Club, the YMCA, the Senior Activity Center, the Nashua Community Concerts, the AARP, and the Henry J. Sweeney American Legion Post 2 Auxiliary, and its Entertainment Committee.
In her earlier years, she was a down-hill and cross-country skier, traveling to Canada and northern New England. An active person, she had participated in races, running in N.H. and MA, in her mid-years.
Mrs. Urban was a founding member of St. Christopher Parish, where she was a daily communicant, and a member of its bereavement group. She was a firm believer that prayers do help, citing several instances of success.
She was a 1947 graduate of Nashua High School, had studied at Rivier College, and encouraged her children to achieve their MBAs.
Mrs. Urban was a long-time Checklist Inspector at the Ward 3 poll, where she would enjoy seeing old acquaintances. She was the first president of the Nashua Democratic Women’s Club and was the Nashua Women’s Chairperson for the John F. Kennedy presidential campaign, for which she was awarded the PT 107 medal. She had worked in the campaigns of several Democrat candidates in N.H. over a long time-span.
She was an active dancer, especially polka dancing, enjoying annual festivals in the northeast and Midwest sections of the country. With her husband, she had conducted polka lessons in several cities in New Hampshire and Massachusetts. After a trip to California, she became an advocate of west-coast swing. She could be found on most Saturday nights at a live band dance, mainly at the Sweeney Post or Chelmsford Senior Center dances with the Come-Back- Kids big band. She loved to attend stage musicals, the Lowell Folk Festival, the Polka-Spree- By- the- Sea in Wildwood, N.J., the Polkabration in CT, and the Frankenmuth Michigan polka fest.
In addition to her husband, she is survived by three sons and daughter-in-law, Stephen M. and Joy Urban of Spring Hill, Florida, Thomas A. Urban and Stanley C. Urban, Jr. of Nashua; two daughters and sons-in-law, Mary Ann and Roger Roy of Merrimack, and Rose and Peter Shajenko of Nashua; 5 grandchildren, Jeffrey and Ryan Roy, and Krystle, Katie, and Kara Urban; four sisters, Wanda Sankiewicz of Santa Monica, CA, Jay Carroll of Franklin, WI, and Stella Rotkiewicz and Sophie Liebiewicki of Nashua; her sister, Mary Ann Susi of Methuen, MA pre-deceased her; two brothers and sister-in-law, Daniel and Arlene Rotkiewicz of Nashua, and Joseph Rock of Hollis; and several nieces and nephews.
The Cremation Society of N.H. is in charge of arrangements