Barbara Ann Fyffe (Benedict Castle)
(1936 - 2009)

Barbara Ann Fyffe (Benedict Castle)
Nickname: Babs

New York, United States of America
July 6, 1936

Michigan, United States of America
April 23, 2009

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Barbara Ann (Benedict Castle) Fyffe age 72 of Royal Oak Michigan died April 23, 2009
She was a devoted wife, mother, sister and friend. She is survived by her husband Robert, Brother John, children & stepchildren, Greg(Janie), Carol(Jim), Karen, Ben(Michelle), Claudia(Gary), Denise(David). 16 Grandchildren and 1 great grandchild.

In Barbara’s honor, please join us to celebrate her life at 11am May 9th 2009. Red Run Golf Club located at 2036 Rochester Rd Royal Oak, MI 48073. Following the service a luncheon will be served.

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Memorial contributions may be made to Multiple Myeloma Research Foundation or Karmonos Cancer Institute.

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With a very sad heart I have just learned of Barbs passing. I have tried to locate her but had been unable to find her. We both belonged to a club called The Royal Belles. What a great friend she was and I will always cherish the good times we had and the many coffee times we had. My daughter Chris took piano lessons from her. We moved from Royal Oak to McBain and than to Lake City,Mi. I would look her up and we would go somewhere to have coffee and visit--this I did until my husband Ted retired from his downstate job only to come home and go to his new home with God. My first Christmas card would be from her- I guess with each missing card I felt that someone would let me know where she was as I kept sending them Christmas cards but no reply. Barb was a beautiful lady inside and out and she was loved by so many. Barb you are missed and just know we will see each other again. You are with God. Love Carolyn
Carolyn Kiser (friend)
November 26th, 2014
We've only recently learned of Barb's passing. I couldn't help but think of her this morning while getting our mail---her's was the first Christmas card of the season we received, always arriving the day after Thanksgiving. Her smile would warm a room, and her hugs would surround your spirit. So glad to have shared so many times with her on those Kimball bleachers!
Barbara Woolsey
November 29th, 2013
As it is Christmastime I finally got busy and looked up Barb on the internet as I had not heard from her this past year. I am very saddened that she is gone - she was a wonderful friend and piano teacher. Barb was such a positive influence in my life; she was a great listener, gave support and encouragment and always had a smile and hug for me. And it was through her that piano became such a focus in my young life and I continue to practice still.
My condolences to each of her children and their families. But what a wonderful spirit to carry with you through your lives. Peace to each of you this Christmas. In loving memory, Dian Cromar Torphy
Dian Cromar Torphy (friend)
December 8th, 2009
What do you think has become of the old and young men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?
The are alive and well somewhere;
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death....
All goes outward and onward...and nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

I depart as air...I shake my white locks at the runaway sun....
I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles....
Failimg to fetch me at first, keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.

Leaves of Grass
Walt Whitman
Laury Greening
May 23rd, 2009
Dear Mrs. Castle:

I am getting long in the tooth myself, and one of the interesting benefits of acquiring long teeth is to - finally - begin to understand all the old sayings that I used to scoff at in my early days. Here’s a good one: “Youth is truly wasted on the young.”

I knew you when I was very very young...your stunning bright deep-feeling daughters were my best friends in high school. I remember that I always heard oddball music in your home; Carol had to tell me that it was called “classical.” There were large instruments hanging around, stranding tall like sentries in the living room. How weird, I thought. And books: you were an avid reader, a lover of language and the (to me, at the time) highbrow arts. I once spotted you outside sitting in a chair in the sun on a warm summer evening. “What is she doing?” I asked Benny, deeply confused. Ben was little, maybe nine or ten. He looked at me like I was a Martian. “She’s reading Grapes of Wrath,” he explained. Oh. Right. What a strange mother, I thought.

As I got to know you, I remember being a bit taken aback by your interest in me....It was something I simply wasn’t all that familiar with, your curious and intimate inclinations. It may be that you were the first adult person to ask my opinion of something...anything...and actually listen to my response with a thoughtful expression on your face. I have to admit that at first I wondered if you were suspicious of me, your daughters’ new friend. I wondered if you were “checking me out.” But I soon realized that you turned this beam on everyone, this loving gaze of inquiry and warmth and love and acceptance. I know that you noticed that I responded very favorably to your nurturing. You saw things in me that I didn’t yet see in myself, things that no one else seemed to see. You saw my love for the “word,” and you gave me Walt Whitman for my high school graduation. I wonder if you ever knew that I went on to study literature in college, that I adore reading and writing, that I never pass a tattered paperback copy of Steinbeck’s Grapes of Wrath nor Leaves of Grass without immediately thinking of you and your warm beautiful smile.

I write this to be a part of the chorus of voices singing a song in praise of your life. I sing off-key, loudly. I want everyone to know, to remember always, that you lived remarkably well. You gave generously, selflessly. You touched countless lives and hearts with your kindness. As I wrote in an email to Kari, when I look back at my awkward beginnings, I see you standing there, smiling, encouraging. When I knew you, I was too young to realize that I had connected with a very special, very unusual person. I didn’t realize how your love would sustain me, would give me a sense of worth in lean times.

What a succes story - your life!

And I write this to you with a tinge of regret....I know you’re reading this somewhere else....But I want you to know I carry you in my heart. I will try to live as well as you have lived. Thank you.

I love you Ma.
Laury Greening
May 23rd, 2009
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"Mom, Think about you all the time. :) #1"
Greg Castle
March 7th, 2014
"Witnessing the legacy you've left behind is so inspirational. You make me want to be a better person. You will be so missed!"
Alison Matthes
May 11th, 2009
"Mom..the love we share is so precious to me...thank you for this gift...I will hold you next to my heart forever! I love you!"
Kari Castle
May 4th, 2009
"love of divine light may guide you into the eternity."
Sofia Puerta
May 2nd, 2009
"Barb, you had to be the most thoughtful person I have ever known. I have a box full of all the cards, and info. that you thought I might enjoy. You always remembered my B-day, and called me at Houghton Lake, just to see how I was doing."
Linda Cochran
May 1st, 2009
"Precious Barb, my very best forever sister-friend for over 50 years ~ you will always live in my heart and stand beside me ... and we meet again for those great big hugs. I will always love you! Your NU roomie, Sally"
Sally Bermudes
May 1st, 2009


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