Ruth Helen Coyle said her final words, “Let me out of this bed. I need to go find God,” and that is exactly what she did one year ago on Feb. 23, 2017.
Born in Newbury, Mass., on Sept. 14, 2919, to Herbert W. and Susan E. Pottle, Ruth joined her older brother, Bill, living in Old Town Hill. After attending and finishing school in Boston and marrying the love of her life, Robert J. Coyle on Jan. 19, 1943, she moved to Waterbury, Ct., where their four children — Bob Jr., Susan, Peter and Melissa — were born.
In 1956, the family relocated to Apple Valley, Calif., where Ruth worked at George AFB Hospital.
When Bob retired from the school system, they traveled full time for 10 fantastic years prior to settling down in Florence.
Ruth was an executive secretary by trade, but what she was really born to be was a mother. No individual ever loved her family more than Ruth Coyle. She would — and did — go to the end of the Earth to keep all her children safe and happy. Bob Jr., Lissa and Bob Sr., were all waiting for Ruth when she arrived last February along with grandson Bobby and great-granddaughter Julie, and an entire herd of rescued animals.
Also waiting, with bikes ready, was her best friend Jesse Alley .
Those of us left missing this strong, stubborn, wonderful lady are her son, Pete Coyle; daughter and husband Susan and Gary Streit; grandchildren: Gary Streit Jr., Christy Steindorf, along with Craig Trent, Chloe and Logan, and Scott and Robyn, Emily and Tori, and Holly Pup Coyle.
One of Ruth’s greatest pleasures was giving $20 bills to family, friends and strangers. Her failing health prevented her from being out much, but her dollars could travel. As they moved out among the world and brought happiness to others, she felt so did she.
During her time on earth, Ruth frequently saw and spoke with God and was very anxious to be reunited with him. After she was no longer needed as Bob’s caregiver, she said she was “ready to go.”
We know you are happy now, Mom, but we sure miss you.