Veronica C. Chandler

I remember your sweetness when Rosie and I would come to the house in our teens. Knowing God has you gracefully in HIS hands gives comfort to my dear friend, Rosie.

Mark and family, I can tell by the pictures you were blessed with a joyful, loving and enthusiastic mother/wife/grandmother/friend! Your remembrance was a great tribute to a well lived life - how nice that you were able to share so many wonderful experiences just this very year! Blessings to you all - Rick and I send both our love and sympathy.

My mother Veronica, passed away quietly on her birthday, Monday December 26th 2016. She was a wonderful, kind caring mother and devoted wife right down to the end. Sue & I were somehow smart enough to understand that her time with us was quickly drawing to a close, and we spent a few nights or days a week with her over the past 4 months. It was the best thing I could ever have done. Thank you Sue Lamb for loving my mother so you could understand the need and desire for me to spend so much time together. Thank you Andy Stefancin for showing me that sons sometimes have “mom” days they need to attend to. Sue & I took Veronica “tandem” biking on (4) separate fantastic adventures to the lakefront (leaving from our house) that lasted 6 or 7 hours per outing. We took this golden opportunity to train her properly, ……explaining in detail that when you ride 14 miles one way, you need to stop and eat 2000 calories. We introduced her to regular cafe coffee, giant Macaroons at Collectivo Coffee on the Lake Front, burgers at Stack’d in the 3rd Ward, pizza at Transfer Cafe, took her to the cafe that Sue & I had our first dates at, stuffed in more pizza at Ann’s Pizza in Hales Corners, and yet,……...she never gained one pound. We drank Brandy Old Fashions, Grasshoppers, Gold Cadillacs, Brandy Alexanders, Hurricanes and Mudslides,…….but I could not talk her into smoking cigars or cigarettes. (She had to draw the line somewhere, but I honestly think we just ran out of time together. She WAS starting to come around!) We biked her through (3) area golf courses she used to play with her husband, my dad, Chester,…... and took her to Birthday and Christmas Parties to see her two grandsons and five great grand children. My mother said she was fulfilled. She said she was so proud of Bev & I for having a great relationship after our divorce. She couldn’t believe I was so lucky to have someone as loving and solid as Sue in my life when I had such little hair. She beamed when she always talked of her beloved Nick & Alex, whom she baby sat for more hours than I probably did while raising them. She thought the world of her son in law Richard Esch, and cherished the almost daily visits at home with her daughter Rose. She was thrilled to be a great-grandmother, and told me many times she wished she was stronger so she could be more involved in their lives. I had to remind her that if it wasn’t for her, I and my boys would not exist. But every day I would see her, she would tell me she was tired. That she had had a wonderful life, and that no one should live forever. I had always hoped that my mom would help me bury my father first, since I am not as strong as her,………but I think I forgot to send her that memo. God Bless you mother,……if heaven exists,………you most certainly are in it. Say hi to my brother, your son Steve, for me & Rose. We miss you both now.

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