Barbara Gibbs Ostmann (Almost Family )
Dear Marcelyn, Brenda and Lyndall,
I don't know what to say. I just read my sister Kay Rebstock's tribute, and she pretty well said it all.
The Brown family and the Gibbs family were one. We grew up together, even sharing a house for some time. I always knew that if anything happened to Mom and Dad, that Cecil and Marcelyn would take care of us kids; and vice versa. How safe and stable for a child to know that kind of love and security. Even as an adult, I've been blessed by the love and support from the Brown family.
I always marveled at the life-long friendship that our parents had/have. It is really something when people can say they've been friends through thick and thin for more than 60 years. Mom and Dad were/are blessed to have been best friends with Marcelyn and Cecil. And we kids, Kay, Susie and myself, have also been blessed.
One of my earliest jobs was working at OTASCO after school and on Saturday, and later during every break from college. I well remember many Christmas Eves when, although closing time was long past, we were still at the store, waiting for people to come pick up bicycles and toys from layaway, so that Christmas morning would be happy for their children. Service was the keyword for Cecil and OTASCO -- something today's shoppers can barely imagine.
Marcelyn and Cecil loaned me the money to buy my first set of contact lenses and let me pay them back a little bit a week out of my paycheck.
When I graduated from high school, Marcelyn and Cecil took me to Tulsa and treated me to a special shopping trip at a major department store there. Marcelyn and Cecil, and Brenda and Lyndall, have always been a part of my life, and always will be -- whether on earth or in heaven. And I'm sure Daddy and Cecil are in heaven now, catching up on old times.
Brenda is a sister to me as surely as Susie and Kay are, and Marcelyn is my
"second mom." I love you all and keep you in my prayers.
May Cecil rest in peace. And may God grant peace to Marcelyn, Brenda and Lyndall at this sad time.

