It’s been nearly a week since my grandma’s memorial, and I’m still taking it all in.
Eda Mae Sagar passed away on Nov. 8 at the age of 94.
About 60 people turned out to the Knights Ferry Community Club, a rustic little building on Main Street.
Outside sat the 1956 Volkswagen Beetle she once owned. In the the window was a photo of her with a friend, and the words “In Loving Memory.”
The crowd inside included family, friends from long ago as well as bridge partners and others who live in and around Oakdale.
As I stood up on the stage giving a short eulogy, I half imagined that she might just walk in the front door and start visiting with all of those she loved so much.
I talked a little about her long, rich life, as well as her kindness, class and courage.
But what I really enjoyed hearing were the stories told by others — tales of fun times, visits to her beloved San Francisco and countless examples of her wonderful style and grace.
We ended with a dessert buffet — including angel food cake, which she made often — and a champagne toast in her memory.
We couldn’t have put everything together without the help of family and friends.
It was the kind of gathering my grandma would have loved, and I know she was there in spirit.