Florence "Flo" was my Grandmother. She was the eldest child of Samuel and Edna Mae (nee Perry) Reinert. Her siblings were: (Charles, Arthur & Herbert died in infancy), Howard, Mary, Edna & Charlotte. Being the oldest she took care of her siblings. She was told babies came from the cabbage patch. After the birth of one of her sisters, she ran out to the backyard, pulled up all the cabbages and yelled, "no more babies!" She thought the Dr. took a baby out of the cabbage patch, put it in his black bag & brought it to her Mother upstairs. She spent almost her entire life in Hackensack, N.J. She married Alfred Seibold, Sr. on January 28, 1937. They were married almost 50 years. She was the Mother of three: Edna Mae, Ruth & Alfred, Jr. She lost Charles in a miscarriage. She was also the Grandmother of three: Janet, Jimmy and Cheryl. Florence loved to read. My Dad said she had the equivalent of a college education from all the books she read. She'd get a stack of books from the library & be done reading them all within a week, books on everything. This inspired her daughter, Edna, to work in a library. She had a pnenomenal sense of humor. She was very outgoing. No one was a stranger to her, just a friend she hadn't met yet. Florence was warm, down to earth and could talk to anyone. She made you feel comfortable. She wasn't judgemental, very forgiving and saw the good in everyone. She took care of both her parents in her home until they died. She worked for the Hackensack Chapter of the Red Cross for 5 years when her son, Alfred, went to Vietnam. She was very patriotic and wanted to do her part. She would stand and place her hand over her heart when the Star Spangled Banner played on a baseball game on TV and told us to also. She stood up for minorities when she marched during the Civil Rights parade in Hackensack with her daughter, Ruth. Many years ago she wrote the lyrics to the Hackensack High School Alma Mater, which is still sung today. She loved Liberace. She played the piano and sang for me. She also knew how to play the violin. She spent a lot of her time and money researching her family tree and was very proud that she was related to Commodore Matthew Perry and other historical figures. She instilled the passion of genealogy in me. My brother & I absolutely loved going to my Grandparent's house. She called me "Sugar Plum". She wasn't just my Grandmother, she was my dear friend. We love and miss her so very much.
Here are the lyrics Florence wrote to the school song for Hackensack High School:. "Old Hackensack"--
"Oh, Hackensack, dear alma mater, for thee we raise the gold and blue, and strive to lift thy banner higher in each and everything we do.
And when we bring up to the altar trophies from football, field and track, we'll mingle many hearts and voices in praise of Hackensack.
But high school friendship all must sever, and fade as does the dying day, and comrades all must come to parting as out in life we wend our way.
What ever fate may hold in secret may we turn our memories back, renew once more our old devotion for thee, dear Hackensack. "
Cause of Death: Rare Form of Liver Cancer
Inscription on Stone: In My Heart are Memories of Lovely Things.
Special thanks to Paul Nickolai for sponsoring this memorial to my Grandmother.
"Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."
Here are the lyrics Florence wrote to the school song for Hackensack High School:. "Old Hackensack"--
"Oh, Hackensack, dear alma mater, for thee we raise the gold and blue, and strive to lift thy banner higher in each and everything we do.
And when we bring up to the altar trophies from football, field and track, we'll mingle many hearts and voices in praise of Hackensack.
But high school friendship all must sever, and fade as does the dying day, and comrades all must come to parting as out in life we wend our way.
What ever fate may hold in secret may we turn our memories back, renew once more our old devotion for thee, dear Hackensack. "
Cause of Death: Rare Form of Liver Cancer
Inscription on Stone: In My Heart are Memories of Lovely Things.
Special thanks to Paul Nickolai for sponsoring this memorial to my Grandmother.
"Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."
Florence "Flo" was my Grandmother. She was the eldest child of Samuel and Edna Mae (nee Perry) Reinert. Her siblings were: (Charles, Arthur & Herbert died in infancy), Howard, Mary, Edna & Charlotte. Being the oldest she took care of her siblings. She was told babies came from the cabbage patch. After the birth of one of her sisters, she ran out to the backyard, pulled up all the cabbages and yelled, "no more babies!" She thought the Dr. took a baby out of the cabbage patch, put it in his black bag & brought it to her Mother upstairs. She spent almost her entire life in Hackensack, N.J. She married Alfred Seibold, Sr. on January 28, 1937. They were married almost 50 years. She was the Mother of three: Edna Mae, Ruth & Alfred, Jr. She lost Charles in a miscarriage. She was also the Grandmother of three: Janet, Jimmy and Cheryl. Florence loved to read. My Dad said she had the equivalent of a college education from all the books she read. She'd get a stack of books from the library & be done reading them all within a week, books on everything. This inspired her daughter, Edna, to work in a library. She had a pnenomenal sense of humor. She was very outgoing. No one was a stranger to her, just a friend she hadn't met yet. Florence was warm, down to earth and could talk to anyone. She made you feel comfortable. She wasn't judgemental, very forgiving and saw the good in everyone. She took care of both her parents in her home until they died. She worked for the Hackensack Chapter of the Red Cross for 5 years when her son, Alfred, went to Vietnam. She was very patriotic and wanted to do her part. She would stand and place her hand over her heart when the Star Spangled Banner played on a baseball game on TV and told us to also. She stood up for minorities when she marched during the Civil Rights parade in Hackensack with her daughter, Ruth. Many years ago she wrote the lyrics to the Hackensack High School Alma Mater, which is still sung today. She loved Liberace. She played the piano and sang for me. She also knew how to play the violin. She spent a lot of her time and money researching her family tree and was very proud that she was related to Commodore Matthew Perry and other historical figures. She instilled the passion of genealogy in me. My brother & I absolutely loved going to my Grandparent's house. She called me "Sugar Plum". She wasn't just my Grandmother, she was my dear friend. We love and miss her so very much.
Here are the lyrics Florence wrote to the school song for Hackensack High School:. "Old Hackensack"--
"Oh, Hackensack, dear alma mater, for thee we raise the gold and blue, and strive to lift thy banner higher in each and everything we do.
And when we bring up to the altar trophies from football, field and track, we'll mingle many hearts and voices in praise of Hackensack.
But high school friendship all must sever, and fade as does the dying day, and comrades all must come to parting as out in life we wend our way.
What ever fate may hold in secret may we turn our memories back, renew once more our old devotion for thee, dear Hackensack. "
Cause of Death: Rare Form of Liver Cancer
Inscription on Stone: In My Heart are Memories of Lovely Things.
Special thanks to Paul Nickolai for sponsoring this memorial to my Grandmother.
"Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."
Here are the lyrics Florence wrote to the school song for Hackensack High School:. "Old Hackensack"--
"Oh, Hackensack, dear alma mater, for thee we raise the gold and blue, and strive to lift thy banner higher in each and everything we do.
And when we bring up to the altar trophies from football, field and track, we'll mingle many hearts and voices in praise of Hackensack.
But high school friendship all must sever, and fade as does the dying day, and comrades all must come to parting as out in life we wend our way.
What ever fate may hold in secret may we turn our memories back, renew once more our old devotion for thee, dear Hackensack. "
Cause of Death: Rare Form of Liver Cancer
Inscription on Stone: In My Heart are Memories of Lovely Things.
Special thanks to Paul Nickolai for sponsoring this memorial to my Grandmother.
"Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."
