Isabel Engeman (continued)
My grandmother Isabel Engeman (known to us kids as Issy) passed away on February 25th of this year. I blogged her passing that day.
West Point looms large in my family history. I was born there in 1961. My dad graduated from there in 1950. His dad graduated from there too.
It was a really nice ceremony. We had my mom and her three siblings, all four of Issy’s kids. And lots of grandchildren. We all got to sprinkle a few of her ashes into the river. No speeches, no pomp and circumstance. Just the way she would have wanted it.
But it was a spectacular day. And West Point is a spectacular place. In addition to being born there, I spent my entire teenage years there. I haven’t been back much recently, but the view from across the river brought back a ton of memories, including some great ones of Issy.