The funeral will be on Wednesday February 11 at Youngs Funeral Home in Russellville. One local florist is Oak 'N Ivy Florist, (270) 726-7629.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Mrs. Sosh
I just learned that Emily Sosh died last night. She and Mrs. Nell Beasley were our Fourth Grade teachers. Emily Sosh was a good friend to all of us, including my family. In recent years she had served as piano accompanist at the First Baptist Church in Russellville. She was 90 years old and is survived by Lon, Jean, and Ann. Thanks to Andy Rector and to Morris Herndon for passing along this sad news.
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Keith - Thanks to you and Andy for passing this along. It was not unexpected but very sad. She was my Fourth Grade teacher, and I well remember that I absolutely adored her. Our first year "upstairs" in the College building. Looking back, it has dawned on me how young she was when we were in the Fourth Grade.
I talked to Mother today, who is very very sad at Emily's passing. They had been good friends since college days at Western. Emily's father was a mail-carrier, as was my mother's, and they started with that in common. She said she thought that Emily's mother had been a piano teacher in Auburn at one time. Emily and Mother had been the last of their teacher generation at Russellville.
Dirge Without Music
Edna St. Vincent Millay - "Vincent"
"I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is and so it will be for time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned with lilies and with laurel they go, but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers into the earth with you. Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew, a formula, a phrase remains - but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love - they are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know but I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know but I do not approve and I am not resigned."
I do know that there is a time for every purpose under heaven - but still it is as hard for me to accept at my advanced age as it was for the poet when she was very, very young.
Well put, Edna (and Charlotte, thanks). Keith, I know your mother is sad. As we all know, losing a friend is incredibly difficult.
Charlotte, thanks for this from Edna, very moving, poignant.
I, too, am sad and remember Mrs. Sosh as my 4th grade teacher. I believe my mother would join Hazel and the others in mourning her maybe not as eloquently as Charlotte and Edna but with as much heart and devotion. Thanks to everyone for their words. Later, I may add some funny memories from her 4th grade classroom but now I am too sad to do that.
Ann P.
Ann P.
Ann, I was not in Mrs. Sosh's class but I do recall that everyone loved her. We were lucky to have such wonderful teachers in our early years.
I look forward to your funny stories but I know that today is probably not the day. However, I think we would all like to be remembered for our light hearted moments after all is said and done and sharing those memories would be the highest form of tribute.
Losing a friend is always hard but it gets harder as the circle grows ever smaller and I am sure this has hit Keith's mother hard. Keith, when you talk with her next please remind her how much all of us treasure our memories of the time we spent with her and please tell her that she is much in my thoughts.
Charlotte, it has hit Mother very hard ... Emily was the last of her generation of teacher friends, but they had known each other since being a freshman at Western. Emily was from Auburn, Mother from Greenville. I will pass along that you're thinking of her, and similar from Lucy and Ann.
Several years ago (maybe ten), I was at a funeral, and Mrs. Carver was playing the piano. I cannot remember whose funeral, but was more or less a contemporary, and I was so struck at the time when I saw Mrs. Carver, and thought that there is this lady who taught us all to play the flutophone and "Pomp and Circumstanced" all our graduations, and here she is - "the circle of life". Just one of those moments that hits home.
Thanks, Keith, for passing our sympathy along to your mom. My mom would have been 102 if she were alive. When I was home in October, Emily was playing the piano at the church and I was impressed with her musical ability that she still had and her continuing to serve the church. I remember that Winky was also very musical and had a great voice. Emily was a good friend to all and came back so many times from health crises and episodes and always was so upbeat and dressed to the nine's.
Ann P.
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