Moore, who grew up in (âa small townâ) Greenfield, first came to Shelbyville when she married her husband, Bob, who was from here.
âShe got married at 21, and he was 23,â said Mooreâs caretaker, Vanessa Carlin.
Moore met her husband at the skating rink in Shelbyville.
âWhat was it you said? You and your girlfriends went there to meet some fellas, and you sure met one, right?â Carlin said.
âWe married the ones we met,â Moore said.
She was married to Bob for nearly 70 years, until he passed away. She had two boys and a girl with him.
Moore has eight grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren.
What’s in a name?
Dear Grandparenting: I find it difficult to stop myself from unloading on my daughter about how she named my grandchildren. There’s a right way and a wrong way. The right way is to pass along family names, a connection with all the generations that went before.
Family names are especially pleasing to grandparents. My older daughter Paris did it right. She gave her boy the first name Edward after my father, and her daughter’s middle name is Margaret, which is my much beloved sister’s name. How hard is that?
My youngest wasn’t paying attention. She forgot about our side of the family when the names were passed out. She had a better idea stupid celebrity names like Madonna and Sly (thanks to Sly Stallone). I’m in a real burn over this. Maybe you can give me a fresh perspective? Bridget Sanders, Columbus, Ohio