Noda Alice Marshall Gibbons

Noda, my dad's mother was a tall, proud woman that was sad and lonely the years I knew her. My mother and father had been neighbors for a while when my mother was around 6 and she told me what a wonderful, loving woman Noda was, before she changed drastically. When my grandfather, Oscar, was 60 and Noda around 54, Oscar divorced her and married a 19-year-old. The former Noda no longer existed. She was bitter and sad and lonely the rest of her life.

The best memories I have of her are the beautiful flowers she grew in her small fenced yard and her throwing nets over her cherry trees to keep the birds from eating all the cherries before she could pick them off the tree. She told me of her and Oscar coming to Oklahoma in a covered wagon probably not long after the Oklahoma Land Rush.

She died April 2, 1973.