When my grandfather became ill, my grandmother asked me for some help with him. So I stepped up and came to help at least a couple times a week.  I assisted in any way I could each time I came over. My grandmother was a strong women/wife to take care of my grandfather who was dying of Alzheimer's. Time went on and grandma and I became closer than we had ever been. Helping her through hard times created a strong bond between us and I learned to respect her in so many ways. I will always miss her. She was not only a good grandmother, she was a good person. 

My Mom gave the best parties each year when I turned a year older. The birthday parties that she planned for me are some of my very best childhood memories. There was one at a small amusement park in Austin called "Kiddy Land" where we could "drive" cars, ride real ponies and go round and round on a carousel. There was a Hawaiian Luau where we wore flowers in our hair, a Japanese themed party where we each received a full sized paper umbrella and a skating party at the local rink where moved to festive music. And I have to mention my first boy/girl B-day party. We met at the local swimming pool for a little splashing and then had a picnic catered by Taco Bell. What could be better than bikinis and burritos? Each celebration was full of fun and accomplished Mom's goal of making me feel special on my birthday. She always knew exactly what would be the most fun party activity each year. Thank you Mom for the great birthdays. This was just one way you were a great mom. 

There is no label or name that could be placed on my Aunt Lucy in my heart.  She was my second mother.  My excitement of being at my grandparents waiting for my aunt, uncle, and cousins to arrive from Austin cannot be described.  I would run around the house twirling around, asking my parents or grandparents if it was time for their arrival over and over.  When they arrived I remember greeting them at the door with hugs and kisses.  
My memories of summers at the house in Oak Hill were beyond fantasy.  Aunt Lucy was always smiling, laughing, and creating the best time for us all, whoever was there.  Her heart and soul were so full of love for anyone and everyone around.  She made sure you felt loved, and warm inside.  I remember playing dress up with Connie in Belinda's dance dresses while Aunt Lucy encouraged, laughed and played with us.   At the house in Oak Hill there was a stereo with a record player and she would play the records so we could dance in the front room.  From trips to Barton Springs to putt putt golf, we were taken everywhere in the city.  There were many times in my young life when I was away from home and missed my mother so bad I had to be taken back home, but not at Aunt Lucy's.  I was home with her and the girls.   
As an adult, even when my mother was living, I could call her for advice about my own mother.  She was so wonderful and wise and would help me 'see' how to help.   After my mother passed away I called and visited, as she would advise me on anything I asked her about and would be open and honest with a touch of humor.  
The name 'aunt' was not enough for this wonderful woman.  She was my other mother.  God blessed me with two and I thank him for sharing them both with me for so many years.  I love you Aunt Lucy and I know you are enjoying your reunion with all of your family and friends in heaven.  The family has gained anther angel to watch over us.

Aunt Lucy was just a sweet soul! I have so many fond memories of her and Uncle Willard growing up when they came to visit Granny Ing and Meme.  She had the sweetest laugh!! Love you all!!

Leota Lucille

A man who is divorced and middle aged has some tough obstacles to overcome in finding love.Old skills get lost as time rushes onward, and no one escapes a bad relationship without some injuries and flaws.  No matter how we try to compensate for them or hide them, there are always people who are so quick to pass judgment!   

I met Belinda through a dating site on the internet.  We clicked almost immediately, and sooner as opposed to later it was time to meet her parents!  At the age I was then, I approached that trial with the knowledge that my Guardian Angel would guide me if this was God's will for our lives.

Lucy was quiet, reserved and nonjudgmental.  She was very polite, almost formal.  Willard likewise was quiet and observant.  For them, getting to know me was going to take some time.  For me, it likewise was going to take some time. Nobody rushed it.  

In due time, it was time to meet the extended family!  Well, we all drove to Mabank and met cousins and nephews and I don't know what all.  One of them took me aside and informed me that they were all going to be watching me, because Belinda had picked such bad people before, they were going to protect her if she did that again!  This felt right out of Mayberry RFD.  

Lucy didn't write best selling books, make millions selling records, or design rockets to the moon.  She made two daughters who have excelled at their chosen professions.  Connie and Belinda are Lucy's legacy.  Her life was a spectacular success, and for that, our love for her will never die.

   Lucy was my wonderful, caring,  loving Aunt. She always had time to listen to your problems and tell you everything would work out and get better.  

   Until the last few years I had never seen her without a smile.  She always tried to look at the bright side of a situation. 

   I have so many memories of visiting her and Uncle Willard over the years.  We were always laughing when we were with them.  Sometimes to the point of tears! 

   She will be missed, but I find comfort in knowing she's no longer in pain.  She is healed and in Heaven with all her loved ones that have passed before her.  Until we meet again... Love and miss you Aunt Lucy. 

When I was little  in the early 60', I remember that after mom finished doing the housework at our home on Fair Oaks Drive each day, she would shower, put on a dress, style her hair and apply her make up.  One day I asked her why she got so dressed up.  To me she looked fine in her work clothes. She said, "I want to look pretty for your daddy".  

This reminds me of those retro ads of women dressed up and cooking dinner or vacuuming. Mom was in one of those generations that seemed to transition from being a very traditional housewife to the woman who worked outside the home as well.  She really did it all and with such grace.

OBITUARIO

Lucille "Lucy" Cornell

1 agosto, 1935 – 13 agosto, 2018

Cook-Walden/Forest Oaks Funeral Home and Memorial Park

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