Vera Harrison, age 93 of Northville passed away on May 9, 2021.
Vera was born in Detroit, Michigan on March 24, 1928 to her parents, Frank and Clara (née Arnett) Gossett.
Loving mother of Patti Paja (Gary); grandchildren, Michelle Butler and Julie Piche (Roger); great-grandchildren, Sarah Piche and Jacob Butler. She is deeply loved and will be greatly missed by her sisters, Dorothy Hess (Harvey) and Leigh Mott (Don-deceased). Preceded in death, by brother Frank Gossett, Jr. Also leaving many nieces and nephews. Preceded in death by the love of her life for 40 years, Lou Cirocco. Also preceded in death by former husband Fred and their son, Tom Harrison.
Vera loved to travel and had many exciting travel experiences. She was a member of The Nomad Travel Club and was always ready to stamp her passport for her next adventure. She was a curious traveler and found herself immersed in geography, history, and culture that inspired her to see, taste and try new things. She enjoyed seeing and learning about different landscapes, lifestyles and the fascinating facts and local history at each destination. Vera also had the experience of travel on the Concorde – the most glamorous airliner the world had ever seen. During its time, few things in life signified such luxury as what one could experience on a Concorde flight, and Vera was able to experience that very luxurious travel on the ultimate airliner. She traveled to England on the Concorde, and on her return trip, she sailed back on the Queen Mary.
Vera was employed for over thirty years as an Assembly Line Worker with Burroughs Corporation located on Plymouth Road in Plymouth. Burroughs was a major manufacturer of business equipment and well known locally and worldwide. She loved music and dancing. Vera was on the dance floor at parties, picnics, and wherever there was music. She was an amazing woman, truly loved by all, and now she is dancing in heaven.
A Memorial Service to be held at a later date. She will be laid to rest at Riverside Cemetery.
Vera’s favorite hymn is, “I Come To the Garden Alone”. Perhaps the next time, or whenever you hear this hymn, you will think of Vera and know what this hymn represented in her memory and how the lyrics and music have the power to comfort us in our times of sorrow.
“I Come to the Garden Alone”
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
Refrain
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
Refrain
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling
But He bids me go, through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling
Refrain
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
Those who wish to honor the memory of Vera Harrison are invited to consider a contribution to the Michigan Humane Society, 30300 Telegraph Road, #220, Bingham Farms, Michigan 48025.