I had just finished the every afternoon dog prance with wild child, Roo Roo, had let her out the back door and was hooking up little Petey Poo for his short-legged, choppy walk, when the telephone rang.
Somewhat irritated, I wound Petey's leash in my hand and grabbed the phone.
I won't go through the words I heard, but I'll only say this, so many of our family's lives changed forever with that call.
Memories, hopes and dreams were gone in an instant. My granddaughter, our family's beloved Lindsay Lee Boggan, had been killed in a car wreck in Michigan where she had been living the last few years. Like the rest of our family, I'm in hurting, bewildered shock.
Now, that's enough said about me.
Lindsay Lee Boggan, so beloved by her family departed this life unexpectedly on September 28, 2021. Lindsay's family and many friends are filled with sadness and tears; grief will stay with us. We yearn for the old days, the play days, the times when we took RV trips, went skiing.
She enjoyed her friends and her pets. It was a spirit raiser to be with her, this young lady could light up a room with her smile. But Lindsay was also introverted and introspective in so many ways.
She was born August 15, l980 and was preceded in death by her mother, Laura Rigby Duke. Lindsay will be dearly missed, she was blessed with a loving, now heart-broken family. But they take peace and comfort, knowing she is with her Creator. Visitation will be held at 1 p.m. on Saturday October 9, at the Natchez Trace Funeral home, followed by a service at 2 p.m.
She leaves behind her twin sister Kimberly, brother Brent, father Bob Boggan, step-mother Gail Boggan, grandparents, Ruth and Bill Rigby, grandmother Lottie Brent Boggan, her niece Maddie Sanford, uncle Perry Rigby, and uncles and aunts Jim and Marae Rigby and Bill and Binnie Jo Boggan.
For solace, several times a day I now get in my car and listen to disc music, resting in the thoughts and taking comfort in the words from some of those old hymns. Before I printed this memory out, once again I took a short ride and found sweet relief with the words that we'll still be joined in heart, and hope to meet again.
Back home, I look at the little dog you loved so much. And oh Lindsay—I want you to know, I will take care of our Petey Poo. I often wondered if someday I'd give him back to you. I will, but not now, not in this lifetime.
Her family yearns to meet again---, "a dancing shape, a figure gay, to haunt to startle, and waylay."
These words, penned by, (I think) William Shakespeare, could have been written about our Lindsay Lee.
Rest in peace, pretty girl. You were, and are, so loved!