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Betty Ellen Hubal

May 12, 1924September 10, 2019

Betty Ellen Hubal was born on May 12, 1924 and passed away on September 10, 2019.


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Erin Clausen

September 12, 2019

My grandma Betty was a vital part of my childhood as well as my adulthood.  She taught me many of the essential life lessons which formed me to be the person I am today.  I will never forget her words of encouragement during each phase of my life. She always knew I would achieve what God had in store for me. She welcomed me into her home and comforted me during the toughest periods of my life. I will miss our time together sitting on the porch swing talking about life. I will miss how she always laughed at my husband’s silly jokes.  I will miss her fantastic cooking, her beautiful flower arrangements, and her lovely singing voice. I will miss her need for perfection and high expectations.  Grandma Betty loved and wanted the very best for everyone she will truly be missed.

Grandma, your life was full of loving deeds, forever thoughtful of our special needs, Today and tomorrow, my whole life through, I will always love and cherish you.
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Celia Olson

September 12, 2019

I remember Grandma Betty always made the best rice pudding, Swedish meatballs, and flower arrangements. She held us grandkids to a high standard of practiced dining edict and put on the best family gatherings. After several talks and walks with her she introduced me to Jesus and his saving grace. Her talks were not in vein and I benefited in becoming a more well defined whole person through a winding road of ups and downs. I credit her with my faith and her influence on me with a brighter perspective and willingness to strive toward my goals.

One day while I was living with grandma on Victoria rd. I had a big art project involving the creation of a sculpture out of existing objects. After a few hours of working in a chilly basement Grandma was so cute calling down the stairs asking if she could make me some hot cocoa. It harkened back to all the many times she made us hot cocoa growing up. It was always made from scratch with one large marshmallow in those heavy ceramic mugs. I think I cried at the time because here I am a 31 year old being offered hot cocoa by my 90 year old grandma. It’s just amazing how kind and giving she always was no matter what.I struggle to find words to define how grateful I feel and how much I’ve wanted to give back to her.
I’ll never forget grandmas,”Betty-isms”. I remember how she’d fix her lipstick in the car mirror and play peek-a-boo with us as kids.I remember how she’d call us little ducklings as we’d take long strolls through the neighborhood or venture to a movie. Grandma called me Celia-boo regularly and no one can argue otherwise that she will always be my grandma-boo.