Often, out of the blue, a memory of mom will catch me by surprise. Sometimes I laugh. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I do both.
Years ago I asked a friend of mine to make a simple sign for my parents. It hangs in their bedroom and reads “There are no words”.  There are no words that can express the impact mom played in my life, and the lives of so many others. She touched the hearts of those she met. 
There is no doubt that Imogene Jones, mom, Punky, was a truly special woman. Her life was guided by faith. Her faith in God, her faith in family, her faith in people. Growing up our home was where everyone wanted to be. Mom told me she was glad our friends were there, that way she knew exactly where we were. But I really think it was because mom just really liked people. She was interested in the lives of others. Mom would get excited when any of us were going on a trip or trying something new. She was curious, and she raised us to be curious. Even in her last days, she would come out on the porch in the middle of the night in hopes of catching a glimpse of the International Space Station going by. She would grab her walker and head outside to see a beautiful sunset. I can’t tell you how many times she phoned me to say, “You’d better go outside to see the moon rising. It’s HUGE.” I know she called many of you as well to make sure you didn’t miss out on some spectacular moment. 
There is a big hole in my day to day now. Living next door, I was at mom’s nearly every day. Eating breakfast, doing crossword puzzles, reading the newspaper, laughing, talking. When all the family heads back home, it’s going to be hard to see that house quiet, knowing mom and dad will never be there again. No more newspapers, no more leftovers to share. I will strive to live life as mom did. With faith, curiosity, kindness, embracing those special moments. I am blessed to have so many memories to embrace, to hold close. Those memories will continue to catch me by surprise. Sometimes I will laugh, s

What an ANGEL!! I’ve always loved my Aunt Imogene and looked up to her because she never wavered from being loving, kind, always smiling and knew how to raise a great family! Aunt Imogene is strong in her faith and strong and soft as a person!  I will miss her dearly and try to mirror the woman that she is.  My love and prayers go out to you all during this difficult time ❤️

Lighter side of the lady : Finding words when there are no words is a cross word puzzle itself. Revolving door of hospitality,daily pouring out of better self. Long lived this light so very bright. Kindness shining these memories,tales collected like book lined shelves. Thoughtful gifts she always did give,encouraging words,hugs and wisdom oh so very well lived. Card games,board games and dominoes. Researched adventure with knowledge smiles,grabbing purse “let’s go“. Selfless,sacrificing,skilled and heart sincere. Bacon,hot tea and oven toast,the smell the taste still so clear. Trying to find the words when there are no words,far too tender to delve. More than a mom,a saint,a wonder,an example of love,herself.      Kevin

Punky had the best sense of humor. Quick wit that never missed an opportunity to razz you good naturedly, or laugh at herself. She loved to have fun and go do things. She instilled in me a love of reading and learning. Taquitos will never taste the same. I love you so much, Punky Gene. I am a better person because of you and I carry you with me in my heart. ~ Ange

When I think of my mother, I think of Philippians 4:8

Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue, and if there is anything praiseworthy meditate on these things.

My mother was all of those things, and so much more. Love you Mom,  Margaret

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Imogene Jones

15 abril, 1926 – 11 octubre, 2023

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