Died: December 18, 2013
Margaret Andrews, 76, of Binghamton, was called home peacefully to God on December 18, 2013 after a long struggle with illness. She is survived by her cherished family, a daughter, Joanne Payne and her fiancee, Dave Foster of Port Crane; her son and daughter-in-law, John and Heather Andrews of Apalachin; 6 grandchildren, Corey Triantafillidis, Ariel Payne, John and Kaitlyn Andrews, Amber Smith and Daniel Moore; 2 great-grandchildren, Camaron and Cooper Smith; her sisters, Phyllis Radice of NJ, and Barbara King of MD; and a brother; Charlie Evanchyk of PA. She was predeceased by her husband, John, in 1979; her infant son, Daniel; brothers, Johnny and Michael; and sister, Marie. Family was the center of Margaret's life. She held an avid interest in all the school and athletic activities of her grandchildren. She took pride in decorating and taking care of her home and will be remembered for her excellent ethnic cooking and baking, especially her pirohis. She was a retired clerk from family court, where she made many friends. She enjoyed golfing and BINGO.
A Funeral Mass will be celebrated 10am Monday at St. Francis of Assisi Church, 1031 Chenango St. The family will receive friends 2-5pm Sunday at the Hopler & Eschbach Funeral Home, 483 Chenango St., Binghamton. Please view and sign her guestbook at www.HEFUNERALHOME.com.
I'm Spending Christmas with Jesus
I see the countless Christmas trees
around the world below
with tiny lights like heaven stars
reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular
please wipe away that tear.
For I'm spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
that people hold so dear.
Oh, the sounds of music can't compare
with the Christmas choir up here.
For I have no words to tell you
of the joy their voices bring.
For it's beyond description
to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart.
But through our memories so dear
we're never far apart.
I can't tell you of the splendor
or the peace here in this place.
Can you just imagine Christmas
with Our Savior... face-to-face.
I'll ask him to light your spirit
as I tell him of your love.
Then I'll pray for 'one another'
as you lift your eyes above.
So please let your heart be joyful
and let your spirit sing.
For I'm spending Christmas in heaven
and I'm walking with the king.