Doris Miller Glick, 1923-2010

Aunt Doris, pictured here with her youngest grand niece, was my dad’s only sister. How she managed with six brothers (five older), is still a bit of a mystery. But manage she did.

She passed away in her sleep last night after a short hospital/hospice stay. She’s survived by two of her older brothers and her younger one, her four children and their spouses and/or children.

And most importantly, she’s now in the arms of Jesus.

After my grandmother died, Aunt Doris sort of took on the role of matriarch of the family, though I doubt if she would have said so herself. She was the keeper of many of the stories and photo albums, the one who brought hymnals or printed copies of special songs to sing at family reunions. She was the organizer in the kitchen and the planner for meals.

Still, she wasn’t shy about entering into some of the discussions “the boys” were known for. The last such conversation I participated in with her was regarding the Harry Potter books.

She frowned on those, but surprisingly she was a key reason I kept writing The Lore of Efrathah. She actually gave me my first critique (told me to kill all those -ly adverbs that peppered the page).

When I was about as discouraged as I could get, Aunt Doris started reading chapters in my second book. She offered kind feedback and kept reading until, I think, the story took too violent a turn for my dear lifetime pacifist aunt.

One of my greatest delights was at the last reunion I attended, up in Oregon. I’d brought a CD of a conversation I had some thirty years earlier with my grandmother. We played that and I remember Aunt Doris being so delighted to hear her mother’s voice again.

Coming from a good Mennonite background as she did, my aunt was never one to talk much about her faith—but the last few reunions were a little different. I know it didn’t come naturally to her, but she was particularly concerned for the next generation and the next, that we would trust Christ and live for God and His glory.

I’m going to miss Aunt Doris. Her kindness, encouragement, quiet faith, godly example, quick wit, ready laugh, willingness to listen, strong beliefs—so much. I have one less role model in my life now.

Published in: on October 15, 2010 at 6:40 pm  Comments (7)  
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