Margaret Leone Radford was born to Ray Radford and Marie (Flesher) Radford on 13 February 1924. She always said, her birthday was easy to remember because it fell between Abraham Lincoln's birthday and Valentine's day. Later in life, her birth date became bitter sweet, as her father passed away on that day in 1975.
Margaret spoke often about growing up in rural Nebraska - the snows that would come and pile up between the house and the barn so they would have to dig their way to the animals; the horse that would take them to school and come back and get them at the end of the day; sitting in a theatre behind the Lawrence Welk band, watching the beater head of the drum pedal striking the naked lady in her breasts.
She was introduced to Lorne Sidney Barrett and on 27 November 1941, they were married. After her passing, she still had her wedding dress and veil safely tucked away in her cedar chest.
They lived and worked the apple orchards around Selah, Washington for many years, before moving to the Firwood area, near Goldendale, Washington. She was involved with the local 4-H clubs, starting the first one in the area. Even years later, when their youngest daughter was ready, she continued the practice.
Margaret changed her life in 1970, leaving her family for 2 years to go to nursing school in Yakima, Washington. She practiced in both Washington and Oregon. She cared for her mother in their home until she needed to be placed in a nursing home. At that time, Margaret left retirement and took a job in the same nursing home so she could continue to care for her.
Margaret was a crocheter, creating the most beautiful and intricate doilies, tablecloths and bed spreads. I remember stories of her asking people to save cotton balls so she could use them to fill the heads of crocheted angels. "Save the angel brains!!" was the call to friends and family.
Mom passed away on 23 December 1995.She is buried in the Maryhill Cemetery, overlooking the Columbia River in Washington State.
Margaret spoke often about growing up in rural Nebraska - the snows that would come and pile up between the house and the barn so they would have to dig their way to the animals; the horse that would take them to school and come back and get them at the end of the day; sitting in a theatre behind the Lawrence Welk band, watching the beater head of the drum pedal striking the naked lady in her breasts.
She was introduced to Lorne Sidney Barrett and on 27 November 1941, they were married. After her passing, she still had her wedding dress and veil safely tucked away in her cedar chest.
They lived and worked the apple orchards around Selah, Washington for many years, before moving to the Firwood area, near Goldendale, Washington. She was involved with the local 4-H clubs, starting the first one in the area. Even years later, when their youngest daughter was ready, she continued the practice.
Margaret changed her life in 1970, leaving her family for 2 years to go to nursing school in Yakima, Washington. She practiced in both Washington and Oregon. She cared for her mother in their home until she needed to be placed in a nursing home. At that time, Margaret left retirement and took a job in the same nursing home so she could continue to care for her.
Margaret was a crocheter, creating the most beautiful and intricate doilies, tablecloths and bed spreads. I remember stories of her asking people to save cotton balls so she could use them to fill the heads of crocheted angels. "Save the angel brains!!" was the call to friends and family.
Mom passed away on 23 December 1995.She is buried in the Maryhill Cemetery, overlooking the Columbia River in Washington State.
Margaret Leone Radford was born to Ray Radford and Marie (Flesher) Radford on 13 February 1924. She always said, her birthday was easy to remember because it fell between Abraham Lincoln's birthday and Valentine's day. Later in life, her birth date became bitter sweet, as her father passed away on that day in 1975.
Margaret spoke often about growing up in rural Nebraska - the snows that would come and pile up between the house and the barn so they would have to dig their way to the animals; the horse that would take them to school and come back and get them at the end of the day; sitting in a theatre behind the Lawrence Welk band, watching the beater head of the drum pedal striking the naked lady in her breasts.
She was introduced to Lorne Sidney Barrett and on 27 November 1941, they were married. After her passing, she still had her wedding dress and veil safely tucked away in her cedar chest.
They lived and worked the apple orchards around Selah, Washington for many years, before moving to the Firwood area, near Goldendale, Washington. She was involved with the local 4-H clubs, starting the first one in the area. Even years later, when their youngest daughter was ready, she continued the practice.
Margaret changed her life in 1970, leaving her family for 2 years to go to nursing school in Yakima, Washington. She practiced in both Washington and Oregon. She cared for her mother in their home until she needed to be placed in a nursing home. At that time, Margaret left retirement and took a job in the same nursing home so she could continue to care for her.
Margaret was a crocheter, creating the most beautiful and intricate doilies, tablecloths and bed spreads. I remember stories of her asking people to save cotton balls so she could use them to fill the heads of crocheted angels. "Save the angel brains!!" was the call to friends and family.
Mom passed away on 23 December 1995.She is buried in the Maryhill Cemetery, overlooking the Columbia River in Washington State.
Margaret spoke often about growing up in rural Nebraska - the snows that would come and pile up between the house and the barn so they would have to dig their way to the animals; the horse that would take them to school and come back and get them at the end of the day; sitting in a theatre behind the Lawrence Welk band, watching the beater head of the drum pedal striking the naked lady in her breasts.
She was introduced to Lorne Sidney Barrett and on 27 November 1941, they were married. After her passing, she still had her wedding dress and veil safely tucked away in her cedar chest.
They lived and worked the apple orchards around Selah, Washington for many years, before moving to the Firwood area, near Goldendale, Washington. She was involved with the local 4-H clubs, starting the first one in the area. Even years later, when their youngest daughter was ready, she continued the practice.
Margaret changed her life in 1970, leaving her family for 2 years to go to nursing school in Yakima, Washington. She practiced in both Washington and Oregon. She cared for her mother in their home until she needed to be placed in a nursing home. At that time, Margaret left retirement and took a job in the same nursing home so she could continue to care for her.
Margaret was a crocheter, creating the most beautiful and intricate doilies, tablecloths and bed spreads. I remember stories of her asking people to save cotton balls so she could use them to fill the heads of crocheted angels. "Save the angel brains!!" was the call to friends and family.
Mom passed away on 23 December 1995.She is buried in the Maryhill Cemetery, overlooking the Columbia River in Washington State.
