A loving mother and devoted homemaker, she still found time to be an active member of the garden club, to hook rugs with her Wilton friends "The Happy Hookers", to volunteer at the Norwalk Hospital Thrift Store, work in a local curio shop and to practice ballet into her 80's.
She will be remembered by those that knew her for her sharp wit, no nonsense attitude, wonderful sense of humor and hosting large family gatherings at Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)