Sunday, June 2, 2024
Hideko, or Grandma as she was known simply to us grandkids, was a truly one of a kind woman. Her kindness and generosity knew no bounds; the warm, utterly unconditional love and endless gifts she bestowed on us made for some wonderful childhood memories I wouldn't trade for the world. Trips to Grandma's House -a humble but immaculately kept buttercream yellow split level- were the highlight of many a week growing up, and in more recent years as well. For being able to talk to her on an adult-to-adult footing revealed a regrettably sparse glimpse into the wisdom and brilliantly cynical humor she'd acquired over her many years. Being able to spend time with her in either context was a true privilege.
Outwardly reserved, Hideko had developed a variety of skills that would give most professionals a run for their money. A great homemaker, clever and inventive cook, master gardener, her true bread and butter were her sewn handicrafts and oil paintings. She handmade much of my childhood wardrobe; soft, warm, top quality garments that matched her demeanor and unique sense of style. Her home was decorated with her own classically-influenced oil paintings, beautiful scenes and studies spawned straight from her imagination. I owe my own artistic proclivities to her influence and support.
While she'd always seek to downplay her significance, Hideko left her mark on the world in her own special way. I love and miss her dearly, and hope that she is enjoying the rest that so often eluded her in life.
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