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In Remembrance of Nancy Breen Grade

16 August, 1932 ~ 11 August, 2016
Ukiah, CA, United States

Message from Casey Eldredge:

" August 16, 1932- August 11, 2016 What matters most is the dash between those years, for it represents the time alive on Earth, and now only those who loved her know what that dash is worth. It matters not the cars, the house, the cash, but how we live and love and how we we spent that dash. So think about this long and hard; Are there things you would like to change?
For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough to consider what is true and real
and always try to understand the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives like we have never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile,
Remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read with your life’s actions to rehash…
Would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?
(Excerpts from a favorite poem by Linda Ellis)Casey
Please share with us your stories of how our mom spent her dash. Thank you "


Born Nancy Breen on August 16, 1932 in Cohasset, Mass.She moved to California and married Michael Pochna and had 3 children, Kathy, Mitch and Casey. She met the love of her life in 1975, Bill "the Fox" Foster. They laughed and traveled and had many great adventures all over the country and world for 30 some odd years until his passing in 2001. She had been a teacher for much of her life until meeting Bill and began working in and managing his bar, The Fox Inn and as acting as his agent. She booked gigs all over the country and the world. She also moonlighted as a real estate agent during the same time. She loved life, having fun, playing tennis, but most of all she loved people and getting to know people from all walks of life. She spent much of the later part of her life in Lake Tahoe after Santa Monica, until a cancer diagnosis of a non-curable cancer in 2010. She fought a valiant struggle for the next 6 years doing chemotherapy, assisted by her 2 daughters caring for her and almost daily calls from her son in another part of the state. She had many surrogate children that she adopted over a lifespan and will be greatly missed by many, but mostly she will be remembered for her loving heart and joyful adventurous spirit. Even in the midst of her hardest struggles, I could hear her change the subject and ask how everything was in her friends' lives. While in hospice and saying good-bye to many friends via the phone, she said quite often, "I lived a good life". Please share a memory or condolences in the guest book or light a virtual candle, or virtual flowers. You can upload any photos you have or ask Casey if you want a digital copy of any photos shared. In lieu of flowers the family requests donations be made to the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society or Nancy Grade Tennis Scholarship Fund, to be started for supporting low income students at Ukiah High School purchase tennis racquets and other equipment to play.(There is a music setting on the top right of this page, turn on or off)


Memory by Lisa Lipshires   Dec 23, 2016
My first memory of my Aunt Nancy was when she came to visit my parents and me in New Britain, Connecticut. I must have been a very young child. I don't remember why I was doing this, but I was taking a bath in my little friend Jackie's bathtub, when Nancy blew into the room, fresh from California. I remember being stunned by her vividness, her air of foreign sophistication, and her color. Her hair was a spicy, reddish brown, her lips were limned in tangerine lipstick, and colorful earrings dangled from her ears. Her face was tan, and her eyes crinkled at the corners when she gave me a smile and a big kiss hello. I think she was wearing a brightly woven Mexican shawl or serape of some kind. Nancy swept out just as quickly as she had swept in, telling me she would see me back at my parents’ house. I was agog with anticipation, wanting to see more of this aunt who seemed to come from a world more colorful and vivid than my own.

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Posted by Casey Eldredge
Sep 2, 2016  

Is there beer in heaven, or do we have to drink it here?.A dragonfly came with me for part of my bike ride the other day, just like I asked you to do to let me know you were on the other side with Bill and all your other loved ones. Love you. Miss you. Glad you are at peace.