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okay, well really this is just a spot for me to ramble on about random topics

Monday, June 05, 2006
My Aunt VerneOn May 31st, my Auntie Verne passed away after a 5 month battle fighting infections due to a knee replacement surgery.

I have posted her official obituary below, but wanted share why she was so special to me.

1) Taught me the value of money
When I was about 8 or 9 years old, she took me down to the local Siwooganock bank and introduced me to the bank president who gave me a tour of the bank. She then gave me 5 dollars to open up my first savings account. I kept that account through college.

2) Scrabble
I have been playing Scrabble with my Aunt Verne since before I can remember. She never once let me win and I remember the day I finally was able to beat her. She was so proud. Even when we played over the past few years, she would usually beat me 3 out of 5 games. In addition to Scrabble, she also taught me cribbage and numerous version of solitaire.

3) How to open Ketchup packets.
One day my aunt treated me to McDonald's and when we got back to the house, I was struggling to open the little ketchup packet. She responded with: "here I'll show you how". She put it on the table, made a fist and slam, out came the ketchup.... all over my mother's freshly washed and starched white curtains!

4) How to stop traffic.
After a long day of shopping in North Conway, my mom who was driving couldn't seem to back out onto main street, so Aunt Verne hopped out of the car, walks in front of a huge van, and says, "Come on Tara, he's gonna let you go"... like he had a choice!

5) Mud Puddles
Stemming from my mom liking her laundry incredibly clean and white... when my aunt verne would babysit, she would let me go play in the mud puddles... with no clothes on. I can distinctly remember having the time of my life at about 3 years old in her driveway splashing in the mud puddles. I didn't get my clothes dirty either!

The rest of my memories of my Aunt Verne, I will keep to myself, but she was a special lady and I wanted to share that with you.

Her official obituary:
Verne H. Eastman, 78, of Railroad Street, Lancaster, N.H., died Wednesday afternoon, May 31, 2006, at Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center, Lebanon.

Mrs. Eastman was born in Wyandotte, Mich., on Aug. 4, 1927, the daughter of Wilbur and Flossie (Corrigan) Hartford, and has resided most of her lifetime in Lancaster.

On Jan. 24, 1953, she married Aloysius Eastman Jr. of Jefferson. For 22 years they resided at various bases during his military career until returning to Lancaster.

Verne was a graduate of Lancaster Academy and went on to graduate from the St. Louis School of Nursing in Berlin. Her nursing career includes employment at the VA Hospital in White River Jct. and Week Memorial Hospital, Lancaster. She was best known for her years as a school nurse in Lancaster and Jefferson. She retired from in 1988.

She was a very active member of the Christ United Methodist Church, Lancaster, and the United Methodist Women of Lancaster. She was also an active member of the Olive Branch Chapter #1 O.E.S. Verne served many years as a Girl Scout leader and was an accomplished quilter and member of the Coos Quilters Guild. She was also a good cook and famous for her chicken pie.

Family members include her husband, Aloysius of Lancaster; a daughter, Tracy E. Lang and her husband Elmer of Milan; two sons, Richard A. Eastman and his wife Sharon of West Palm, Fla., and Craig Eastman of Lancaster; a brother, Wilbur Hartford of Wolfeboro; two grandchildren, Nicole Eastman and Nathan Eastman; and many nieces, nephews, and cousins.


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