Birth date: Feb 26, 1929 Death date: Oct 5, 2014
Wrenna Irene “Momo” McDonough Feb. 26, 1929 – Oct. 5, 2014Affectionately called “Momo,” by her grandchildren, Wrenna’s life was devoted to those she loved — her family and friends. Her compassionate nature and her wonderful sense Read Obituary
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My mother will always be in my heart. Her and I were best friends. We did so much together. When she wanted to purchase something like her spa, her mattress or any old thing she wanted. We would shop. She always wanted me to stay close to her so she did not have to yell my name. She tried on pants and bras a lot.. We always, without fail, stop at See`s Candy for our free chocolate. Niles… she loved. I think twice a month we would visit the antique shops. We window shopped a lot also. We would go for Tea also. All the while she would make me laugh. I remember watching my little sister, Deborah, and we would clean the house and I would pack us a lunch. We would walk to the creek. I told her that the Beatles lived there. We would eat our lunch and wade in the small creek. We would then go home and she would help me make dinner for my mom her and I. My two brothers were at war at the time. One night a soldier came to our door to tell us that my brother had been wounded. My mom past out. She loved her children so much and could not stand to see us cry. She fell in love with Norm and he fell for her. He used to come over for dinner after football practice, on Monday nights, her day off. She would cook for us. Norm was the last one to leave the table. I would bring leftovers the next day for Norm. I would put it in our locker and tell him”there is left over pork chops in there. And I would give him part of my lunch
Tomorrow Momo’s family will gather to say goodbye and celebrate her life. Although I only met her a few times, she holds a special place in my heart because she is my best friend Deborah’s mother. She made my friend Deb who she is. Someone who took me under her wing when I was young and needed direction and guidance. I wish I could be there tomorrow for Deb and I will be there in spirit. Tomorrow morning I will light a candle in Portland for Momo, Deb, and the family. May she rest in peace.
My grandmother was the centerpiece to our families foundation. She was a loving wife, a strong and independent mother, and the sweetest grandmother of them all..Some of the best memories of my life was with her. Seashells remind us that every passing life leaves something beautiful behind. Our Momo… You left us with something beautiful indeed! Wonderful memories that we will always cherish. You live within all of us. I love you. -Your Jeffrey
Momo, my Mother was my best friend. She was the constant, positive force behind every good thing I ever accomplished. She is who I modeled my parenting style after and I see myself doing the same things with my Grandchildren as she did with my children. Her sweet spirit and unconditional love will flow through my heart and I will see her in the faces of my Grandchildren throughout the rest of my days until the time when the Lord calls me home and we are reunited once again. She was my sweet precious Mother, my bestfriend and she will be desperately missed. Early memories include watching her iron clothes while I jumped on the couch, sitting on the kitchen counter helping her make biscuits, driving through the dairy in Irvington standing next to her on the front seat of our station wagon and her always getting me a banana popsicle. Picnics in the backyard eating Pickle and Peanut butter sandwiches, shopping at the Fremont Hub or Capwells, going to work with her at the Masonic Home.
