How lucky we were to have Jo, aka "Mother Goose", in our lives. Jo was the epitome of decency and kindness. She so enjoyed looking after all her goslings at Kudu as well as her extended family of suppliers, service companies, delivery people or whomever walked through the doors at Kudu. Jo remembered names, birthdays and anniversaries like no one I have ever met. Friends tried to disguise their voices so that Jo would not recognize them yet, she still did. Everyone who met Jo would remark on what a wonderful person she was.
And who could ever be cross with Jo? I tried, once, when the budget for raisin bread, cookies, treats and Christmas gifts seemed to grow exponentially; when I realized how much joy Jo got from making sure we were all well fed, bellies and souls, how could I argue?
Jo had the sweetest way of calming the most irate of people. On more than one occasion I had a customer call to complain, in the most upset of ways, only to first have to speak to Jo; Jo would recognize their voice and address them by their first name before they had even identified themselves, then ask how their spouse, with the spouse's first name, was doing. The customer would then be put through to me and explain they would call me back when they had remembered what the problem was in the first place!
We will never forget the effort that Jo and her elves put into the Kudu Christmas parties. I don't think anyone enjoyed the Kudu Christmas party and organizing it as much as Jo; really, we should have called it "Jo's and Kudu's Christmas Party". She and the elves did a great job.
Mother Goose was one in a million: a great and compassionate lady. She is dearly missed and will be remembered. Rest in Peace.
All the best to Hulse family and the extended Kudu family.
Love
Ray and Luly Mills
