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Margie E. Keith

November 30, 1917 ~ December 18, 2020 (age 103)


Good afternoon, for anyone who doesn't know me, my name is Cooper Bingham and Margie Keith was my grandmother.
I'm giving this Eulogy alongside Jodi Deem, Margie's granddaughter who can't be with us here today.
My grandma, Margie Keith, was a great woman.
She was born to Clark and Elizabeth McDrummond on a small farm in Kimberly, Idaho. She was born on the 30th day of November in 1917, she used to tell me stories of home. When I was younger, every time we went to warehouse market and got Idaho potatoes. She was the only girl out of 5 children.
She was dearly loved by her husband, Goldman Cooper Keith, whom she married on October 2nd, 1937. Margie had two sons, Jerry and Jim Keith and two daughters, Luann Keith CLapp and Linda Keith Straessle, followed by countless grandchildren and great grandchildren.
It's the little things that seem to stand out the most, the way she always played solitaire before bed, coming home from school and smelling her goulash, fried chicken, and her iced tea, and the aroma of her kitchen or the "It's Open!" whenever you knocked on her door.
I'll remember her playing solitaire or cooking pecan pies or the perfume she would put on before she went to bingo, and if she won, we would go to the store and pick out a toy.
I'm sure everyone here has memories like mine. They are good memories, something we'll always have to cherish. It isn't often in our lives that we come across someone so special that that person stays with you forever. Grandma was that kind of person.
The only way to get hurt in this life is to care. Grandma cared more than most, loved more than most, and was made to suffer more than most because of just how much she cared. But, no matter how many times she was knocked down or made to endure things that no one should, she just kept coming back, caring more and loving more, opening herself up to even more pain. Yet there were never any complaints or bitterness, it was the only way she knew how to live.
The kind of love grandma felt for us was a love without condition. You could have been gone for days, moths, or even years. And when you came back it was just as you had never left. She may not have approved of everything we did, may not have liked some of the decisions we made, but ashe didn't lecture, she didn't judge. She just kept letting us know that she was there and if we needed her, we could count on her to listen, to comfort, to help.
She lived a simple life. It didn't take much to make her happy, a phone call, a card, a visit, or a kiss before saying good night. We were the most important people in the world to her. She lived to make our lives better and was so proud of us.
To think that someone like her felt that way about us should make us all feel more than just a little good, we can never forget that there is a part of her in each of us, something that she gave to us and asked for nothing in return.
Money can be squandered and properly ruined, but what we inherited from her cannot be damaged, destroyed, or lost. It is permanent, and it keeps her from becoming just a wonderful memory. It allows her in so many ways to remain just as alive as always. Alive through us.
Maybe we can learn to lean on each other and rely on each other the way that she knew we always could with her. Maybe then she won't seem quite so far away.
So, for your wisdom, your humor, your tenderness, compassion, understanding, and fried chicken, your patience and your love. Thank you Grandma. After you the mold was indeed broken. Thank you so much! I love you.

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December 23, 2020

1:00 PM
Woodlawn Cemetery
310 S. Nome
Claremore, OK 74017

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