Aunt Theresa Palinski was a favorite aunt of mine.
Her death March 1st didn't sink in until yesterday as memories flooded my mind and heart.
Early in her teens, Theresa came to Detroit from Cheboygan, Michigan to work for Parke Davis until she retired.
She resided with the late Uncle Wally, her husband and two children, Nancy and the late Richard, on Sherwood Street.
Uncle Wally was also a gem. He welcomed my classmates and me to their home often while we attended St. Mary's College, Orchard Lake. He loved to engagein Polish with my classmates who were studied to be priests also.
Aunt Theresa prayed the rosary in Polish until her death. And, tomorrow at Wasik Funeral Home on 13 Mile Road, west of Hoover, in Warren, MI., her pastor, Father Bill Krol and I will say a decades or two in Polish.
Aunt Theresa was Nancy's priority until the end of the final breath at the hospital. Since 1996, her mother needed more attention as she struggled with liver problems and more.
Resilience describes Aunt Theresa best.
She'd bounce back often from grave illness.
A farmer, she knew how to work well.
"She's the best mom in the world," Nancy said, as we talk on the phone earlier.
Her memory lives on well in me, and, so many others.
She will be buried next to her husband and son at Mt. Olivet Cemetary in Detroit after her funeral at St. Louis the King at 11 am Monday.