Mary Louise Webber

Oh Uncle Everett,
You and Aunt Mary have blessed the lives of so many. Thank you so much for all the fun experiences you have shared with me. You have been a couple that has mentored the true beauty of marriage.
Aunt Mary always had such a sweet fun-loving smile and she was a natural born momma. I remember getting to go on a Sabbath camp out lunch somewhere in the woods with you one day (I think it was Big Trees - one reason Sonora ended up being my home of 10 years). Heather and I were sitting in the back where the seats came off the side of the cab. It was summertime and I thought I was going to get claustrophobic and die but we made it and when we did the only potty was a porto potty. I was distraught, but Aunt Mary calmly assured me it would be just fine. She wiped it all down and laid those little squares of TP across every blessed inch of that seat so that I would feel safe. Then came the door, I don't like closed doors especially when I am being closed into a stinky, dark stuffy area. Not a problem for Aunt Mary, "Oh Honey don't worry about that. No one is going to see you in their because I am going to stand right here and we'll just leave the door open a bit."I have never had as memorable a porto potty experience since.
Meeting you guys at Pismo was a highlight of my childhood. Not only does Pismo give me such fond memories of following Dad on the ATV's but eating breakfast at your trailer was incredible. The whole cozy experience of crawling under the table to squeeze into a little area and eat with everyone to the little tushi whopping you'd get whenever you meandered past Aunt Mary was special.
Watching you and Aunt Mary walking down the street with her little fingers hooked into your belt loops always made me giggle. I thought it was so cute and romantic. Id definitely ventured on the side of PDA (public display of affection).
When I was little Mom didn't go to church much and Dad, not at all unless I somehow was scheduled to perform with my SS class and he knew about it. Family and church were completely separate entities. Not so when I visited Gran and Papa. I loved getting up and milking goats only to get cleaned up and go to church with Papa. The fun part was getting there and seeing what cousins were there. I loved that Curt and Sue were nearly always there with Megan and Johanna and often times Marissa and Alex were there too. That was so much fun. You guys actually had felts and those little plastic pieces that stuck to the plastic boards. Wow! That was like a holy kind of awesome. Who wouldn't want to go to church when you had such fun things to play with? You were definitely the fun folks to sit with. That has deeply affected me. I long to be that cool family kids want to sit with. I have those felts, I have coloring books and colored pencils, I even have Sabbath candy which is an addition from Mom since she started attending church again. The impact you have had together on so many people has been touching and loving. The impact you have had on me has been heaven sent. Thank you so much.
I love you and am so sorry I can't be there to express my gratitude and condolence in person but know that it is no less heart felt than if I was there. In fact I could really use one of your REAL handkerchiefs now as I am sitting in McDonalds and going through napkins like crazy. They're going to ask me to leave pretty soon as people are getting a little concerned.
You may have to read a lot in your own time cause there is a lot to say and I haven't even started on life past puberty.
When Dad died, you were a constant. It helped that you and Skeet were built like him just cute and strong as could be and the perfect cuddle height. Aunt Mary was still the sweet, loving, caring strength behind you and supporting her little sister, my mom.
Do you remember when I introduced Tony to you and Aunt Mary at Frazier Park camp meeting? I couldn't help but think he was "the one" when out of the blue he mentioned the healing properties of bag balm. We all looked at him astonished he even knew what the stuff was. Aunt Mary seemed to offer the mother hen ambiance that Tony resonated with so keenly. She made him feel very warmly welcomed and accepted even when he took me for a drive that lasted a bit longer than any of us expected.
When God blessed Tony and I with little ones, Aunt Mary was mothering to them too. She was such a natural, going out of her way, by your side, making everyone's experience one to remember.
I have missed her greatly for some time. Your commitment has been loyal and loving to the end. The two of you have been one for so long that I know this has to be heart ripping but God never gives you anything you can't handle. Know that the one who bound you together in love holds you both in his arms. How beautiful heaven will be.
I love you,
Buff

Everett - Love and prayers to you and the families

We are so sorry for your loss. We have so many happy memories of your Mom. It is so sad to say good-bye and let go but we know she is in a better place. Love Cathy nd Jeff