Dorothy Elizabeth Routly
1915 - 2005
Memorial Service
February 7th, 2005
Tribute by grandson David Gerald
My oldest memory
of Grandma goes back to a visit that I had with her when I was
7 or so. I spent several days with her, it might have been a week,
and it was just the two of us. There is one memory of that visit
that stands out. Grandma liked to tell this story. It concerned
being taken from my bed late one night when her building was being
evacuated due to a fire. She said that she came into the room,
the fire alarm blaring, and said, "David, do you know what
sound that is?" I said, very calmly, "Yes, it's the
fire alarm." She always seemed to get a kick out of the fact
that I was so casual about it, but I think my calmness was a combination
of being very sleepy and the fact that I was being taken care
of by my Grandma. I like to think that I trusted her enough that
a blaring fire alarm wasn't that big a deal.
One of the characteristics of Grandma that I always identified
and respected was her independence. She always seemed so capable
of caring for herself. Even when she got older, and referred to
herself as, "old and funny," this independence remained,
such that it was hard to take her that seriously when she talked
about it. Sure, she was old and funny. But I certainly wouldn't
want to be the one to tell her what to do. Grandma outlived her
husband by 30 years, and seemed to lack for no inner strength
despite this loss.
The Bible verse that I will always associate with Grandma is from
Romans 8:28. "And we know that all things work together for
good for those who love God and have been called according to
his purpose." I remember her referring to this as "our
family verse." She believed it, though. And lived it. And
I think that it motivated her to keep trusting God through her
life, for whatever difficulties came.
I miss Grandma. And I regret the fact that she won't get to hold
my own kids. But I really do rejoice in the fact that she is now
with her God, and with her husband, and that all is now at peace.
I can't imagine her being in a better place.