Virginia Habegger

I have many wonderful memories of my loving Grandmother. Among my fondest are the many times I would sit and play the Memory game with her. We would play over and over the whole while talking about anything and everything that mattered to a young boy. I felt safe...I felt valued...I felt loved. She won, a lot. Eventually I learned how to remember the locations of all of those small pictures. But in the mean time I learned to enjoy the playing over the winning. This is a lesson I have carried with me throughout my life...that and my love for playing games. Thank you, Grandma, for being there and for your love and time. You have always been with me as I sit down to play a game with friends and loved ones and you always will be. May the turning of the wheel bring you blessings untold.

Grandma gave the family so many memories that we all will cherish forever!
Grandma was amazing at arranging Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter and all family gatherings. When she would put her love, kindness & strength into these gatherings it created a special bond for all of us, not an easy task for such a big family. Grandma put her soul into everyone she loved and we are so grateful to have had such an spectacular woman in our lives! Thank you, be at peace now. I Love You xoxoxoxo

I didn't have the honor of knowing Virginia as well as some others, but any loss to any part of our family is felt by all. My condolences to all of you who were close to her.

Sean

My favorite memory of Gramma.....there's not just one memory. When I think of Gramma, I remember the tortoise shell in the back patio room at the old house. I remember all the shells and fossils, and how she used to tell the stories to go with them. Going to Grammas house, for me, was driving on that road we lost our stomachs on. That little fiber optic light. It would make the ceiling texture sparkle, as if we were looking at stars. Hanging out with Gramma, listening to her stories of being adopted, but never once complaining about it. I could see the admiration on her face when she talked about her adopted father.
All of these memories are fun to think about. Although one memory stands alone. If you new my father, you new how stubborn he was. There was only one person that never gave in to it. Gramma would always pick up the check at Vince's or any meal. I remember my dad loosing that battle every time. Gramma was stubborn, but she was loving, strong, and a great example to all of us! She loved all of us. Thank you Gramma, for loving us no matter what. Thank you for all the laughs, and memories! We love you!!!!

Besides spending some of my summers at Grandma and Grandpas house, we also went on some camping trips in the desert, rock hounding. One of our Thanksgivings was in the desert with them.
Then Grandma took Kevin in for a week when he was about 10 and wanted to help him read and get ahead with the challenges he had facing him at the time. I, Mike and Kevin will never forget that. Grandma always did for others than herself! I will miss you and how you made us laugh and the stories you told. But just a thought of those stories and laughter comes, that is who you were. Love you Grandma!!!!