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Lucie Diane Haddock Fencil Foley

Excerpt taken from notice sent by her Loving Husband to friends and family  12-28-2005

Dear Friends and Family,

Diane ended her month long hospital suffering last evening...

-- with one hand in mine and the other in Angie's.

Her transition was such a contrast to the pain she has suffered…

Matt and I came back from Boeing to see Diane’s condition had taken another significant down turn...

I had the nurses (Anita) take Diane’s vitals…

Her blood pressure had fallen to 64/34

and her oxygen saturation was down to 82. 

Her color was poor, her eyes closed, her breathing alarming…

Holding Diane’s hand and telling her she was not alone,

she is loved, it’s alright Babe…etc…

She took what I thought was her last breath…

I looked back up from my tears...

--to see Diane open her eyes for the first time that afternoon.

An expression came over her face I’ve never seen before…

--I’d call it angelic.

I think she saw something or someone on the other side…

Angie says she made eye contact with me.

Slowly Diane relaxed and closed her eyes for the last time.

Her face said: peace, comfort, warmth and love…

The color was drained from her face...

--but a soft redness returned to her cheeks some minutes later.

Pretty in life, pretty in her moving into peace from pain.

She was in her passing… --as she was in life.

My immediate feelings now…

--are one of relief from the hard burden Diane carried...

because of her pain and suffering…

The pain and grief that lie ahead for us...

--will be tempered by the special place she occupies in our hearts…

We’re left with the pain at her passing…

--that only time can heal.

Life is bitter sweet.

Her passing is painful.

Memories of her are sweet.

She is love.

I know she’s waiting for me…

--She told me she would be.

Love,

Phil

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Eulogy

 Diane Foley     

August 10, 1949 – December 28, 2005

           God Bless Diane…  

--The Life in Our Life.            

Every one of us is here today…

…because in some way,  --we have known  Diane

Each one of us… --have our own perspective…,

We have our own personal memories of Diane…


For Me,      --Diane was my lovely…, devoted wife,

For Angie, --a daughter… --now without a Mother,

For Ryan,  --Diane so loved her only son…

For Rick,   --a little sister, a sweet memory…
My love goes out to my family…

--and friends touched by Diane’s Life. 

We have all been touched by Diane:  --The Life in Our Life.

 

I’m so-o-o-o… Sorry….

We did every thing we could. It wasn’t enough.

                      

We’re s-o-o-o… Lucky!! -- to have shared Diane… --The Life in Our Life.

 

­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­Diane… was in life:

an only daughter to Lloyd & Anita Haddock, Sister to her big brother Dr. Richard Haddock, Mother to our children Angie & Ryan, Grand Mother to Brittany, Hunter, Alex, Bradley & Jason, Logan & Lauren and littlest Lauren…

Diane’s Father, a Pilot in the Air Force, --flew B-24’s over Germany in WWII.

Diane’s Mother, Anita,  --raised Ricky and Diane in Florida, Georgia, Alabama, Kansas, Bermuda, Texas.

 

 

 

I met Diane in 1969, when I was in Pilot Training for the Air Force.

Remember the Happy Hour scene in Top Gun, Hot shot Pilots 6 to 1 over the hot beauty Queens…?

That was Diane at Randolph Air Force Base, Texas in 1969.

High School Beauty Queen.

I could hold my own as a Pilot, so it must have been the uniform… that caused her to say: “Yes” to my  proposal  that next year...

 

Her GrandFather was to ill to attend our wedding ceremony in a church… so typical of Diane’s caring for others she said: “We’ll just have the ceremony in Grandma and Grand Dad’s home…” --So we did, 2 days after Christmas 1970. She willingly gave up a little girls dream of a church (military) wedding… --thinking instead of the needs of her Grand Father… That was so typical of Diane… --Caring for Others

--That Quality made her a natural Mother to our children

 

With my flying overseas for weeks at a time… --Diane ran the house, raised the kids…

Looked after all her dogs…

And then went to work for 20+ years to help support us. She held down most every job I ever had…

When my nephew Jim Foley came out from California to help me build our house outside Adair, Oklahoma… --Diane took over my 2 State sales territory…

Diane did what she always did, she touched peoples hearts wherever she went… Her personality was engaging and friendly, she would always put other’s needs above her own…

 

Diane  was……home builder, sailor (not by choice!), over the road driver (not by choice!), healthcare worker, Facility Manager, Sales person, Contractor/Home Builder, Interior Decorator and most important to me… wife/spouse to me.

 

Diane…

I remember the Joy Diane showed…   --At her Christmas Quilt   from Angie.

Diane so loved her daughter….

My Memory of Diane’s smiling in joy this Christmas…  

--Now in Passing…   --That Memory is Precious to me.

 

Diane  was no stranger to pain

She endured intense pain from shingles on  pretty face for years…

Diane suffered without complaint…  --In the hospital, she would apologize for being the slightest trouble to her nurses…

The pain in her hip… from her Cancer…

 

 

Diane showed how a Woman so in love with life,  and her loved ones…

--can be at peace with life's end….   

On Diane’s last Christmas night… I can’t describe her distress.. Her face reflected the intense pain from her hip, her need for life giving oxygen. she couldn’t get her breath.  struggling to breath. I was helpless to do anything but  hold her hands look in her green eyes and speak calming words of: “Relax, Diane. It’s OK, Babe…” as she huffed and puffed little gasps of air.

Slowly, she slowed down and calmed down as she began to realize her time was not yet

 

I spoke to her almost constantly, words of positive encouragement but without any outward acknowledgement now from Diane… --she was just unable.

Her soft green eyes were pools of love and mystery to me…

 

The day after our 35th Wedding Anniversary I was fortunate to be at her side to hold her hand,  --to look into Diane’s eyes at the end just before she passed over to the other side……

Diane  is a window… --into our  future.

In the hospital holding Diane’s hand at her end time…and telling her she was not alone, she is loved, it’s alright Babe…… She took what I thought was her last breath… I looked back up from my tears... --to see Diane open her eyes for the first time that afternoon.

An expression came over her face I’ve never seen before… --I’d call it angelic. I can’t describe: the peace, the happiness, the calm confidence of her passage to a better place…  I know she was seeing someone’s presence on the other side as well as seeing and being comforted  the light and warmth over on the other side.…

 

Diane …met illness with courage and grace.

In her medical troubles, Diane showed how

a woman so in love with life …    --can be at Peace with Life's End.

 

And where does her strength come from? Who taught her Courage?

It’s the Faith of a fine Lady with a Fearful Illness,

Her Stubbornness and Love of Life

–she held on until after our 35th Wedding Anniversary.

 

Now, Death has done all that death can do.

--we are left with the joy she shared with us…  

Now she sees Anita & Lloyd/, her GrandmaHatti and Gran Dad, Ben   --face to face.

 

And we look to that fine day when we will see her again,

--illness gone, --smiling as always,

and the:    Sorrow of Diane’s Parting…  --Gone Forever.

May God Bless Diane  as we give Thanks for our precious time with her.

What a Gift from God  to have shared Diane’s Love

God Bless:       Lady Diane  -- The Life in Our Life.

 

Diane or Ms D as I called her is my wife's best friend, a friend of over 20 years. Her humor, hard headiness, stubbornness, loving nature will be missed by us and all her knew her.

Mike

 

acute myelogenous leukemia and acute lymphocytic leukemia.

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