Our thoughts and prayers are with the Harris family during this difficult time of loss.

The Formans

Friends, Family, and Wallace,

Today we celebrate and reminisce how Lucille has touched each of our lives. Though our family has known the Harris’s for years, we really got to know Lucille during the last 10 years. But what an influence she and her family have had on our family’s outlook on life. To truly appreciate Lucille, one has to reflect back on her history. Born in Plummer Idaho in 1921. Plummer Idaho is merely a dot on the map now. One can’t visualize what it was like in those days. Then riding in a wagon to Kennewick in her teens. What teenager of this day could withstand this journey? well ok- maybe Laural Remember this was neighboring those years of the Depression. She then met Wallace, the shy, but strong, love of her life. She and Wallace worked on the family farm in what is now, Big Pasco. During WWll they were up-rooted and moved, at that time, “way out in the sticks” to their present location in West Pasco. Everybody knows where the Harris Produce stand is. What a challenge this must have been! But to Wallace and Lucille it was merely an opportunity. Together they experienced life as only you and I can only imagine through TV, the cinemas—– or listening to Wallace. Fierce wind storms, floods, power outages, and barn fires were merely just hurdles to stride.

We will always remember Lucille as a kind, but strong individual whom always regarded values and ethics first. She was hardest on the ones closest to her only because of her strive for perfection. Lucille loved attending Pasco High School sporting events. We can’t remember a football or basketball game, where she and Ivaldel were not cheering the Bulldogs on. She would analyze the game and usually her prognostication was right on.

Our most intriguing memory is the love Lucille had for dirt. Yes dirt! While building her new house, her greatest satisfaction was landscaping her yard in the most functional feasible way. Anytime we showed up to move dirt with the backhoe, Lucille had her “little” shovel and was ready to get right to work. I would hate to guess how many tons of dirt was moved with that 8” spade. We used to tease her that there was a “right way”, a “wrong way” and “Lucille’s way”. But later we had to admit to ourselves that Lucille’s way was generally the best way.

Lucille knew just what a woman wanted and needed – a turkey roaster – yes everyone should have one. Not only did she give us one for Christmas she made sure we knew how to use it. Lucille you were right! Your chickens do taste better cooked slowly in that roaster. Every time I see a chicken, taste a chicken, or hit one of your chickens, I will always remember our little chats. Do we dare mention the caramels, biscuits, fried potatoes, and rolls

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Although you’ve now gone to a greener pasture, you leave behind a beautiful family, a wealth of knowledge, and many fond memories. We will miss your kindness, hospitality, and spirit. Thank you for sharing your life with our family. From the bottom of our hearts, may you rest in peace. With All Our LOVE, Tom, Salina, Tanner and Kellen.

We almost forgot Lucille

.we know the wall should have been painted blue.

Dear Wallace and Family

Our thoughts and prayers are with your family during this difficult period. We would have liked to have offered our condolences in person but circumstances dictated otherwise. Bless you all

Love Bill and Kathy and family