Gloria, Mom, Friend, Granny and Nana
Sunday morning, March 6, 2022, Gloria Mierlot Robertson Lambert, 88, died of Sudden Stoppage Of The Heart and ODTAA: “One Damn Thing After Another”, at her home at The Springs in Missoula Montana. She wrote her own epitaph and it is simple and plain, “Always Tried To Be Fair” That was Gloria.
Gloria was the only child of Jean Louis Mierlot (1910-1974) and Gloria Lillian Williams (1912-1975). She was born on June 7, 1934, in Mercy Hospital in San Diego, California, and attended schools in San Diego, New York City, and Absarokee, Montana, graduating from high school in 1952.
She married Frank Elmer Robertson of Twodot, Montana on July 10, 1954, at St. Patrick’s Catholic Church in Billings. They lived and worked on cattle ranches in Montana, Nebraska, and Colorado and had three children, Lisa, Mike, and Tim.
In 1973, Gloria married Dr. Herman James Lambert and lived in San Diego, Hazard, Kentucky, Oklahoma City, and Wickenburg, Arizona before moving back to her beloved Montana in 2017. Dr. Lambert passed in 2006.
She was sassy when sass was needed and could always be depended upon for sage advice and outlooks on current events and she could craft valuable advice, no matter who you were or what advice you needed.
Gloria was a storyteller, of which few were better. If you were in a pinch she’d help you because she herself had probably been in the same pinch before and she had intuition, a blend of past with future.
She loved her heritage and spent countless days and miles tracing her French, English, and shirt-tail roots, through dusty courthouses, long-forgotten cemeteries, and traveling to old hometowns.
She’d tell family stories to any listener and suddenly you knew them by name and probably found a life-long connection with her and soon you had become part of her family stories that she would tell.
Gloria hosted legendary house parties celebrating holidays and any event that needed celebrating. She was patriotic, loved history, whether she made it or not, and a master of cards, games, and dominoes.
Music was her soul, friendships were priority, scotch and cigarettes were mandatory, and good grammar a must. She weathered weather disasters such as hurricanes, floods, dust-ups, fires, and tornadoes…
You’d have to publish a special “Gloria Edition” to capture her life, or at least her latest life, from San Diego, New York City, Absarokee, to Twodot, Hazard, Kentucky, Oklahoma City, Wickenburg to Missoula.
She leaves a legacy to all folks she touched and helped, and will usually be remembered with a smile. Gloria, Mom, Nana Banana, Granny, friend, companion, soul mate, listener, and the most fantastic cook.
She was a cowgirl philosopher, a sage commentator, who loved Broadway, good movies, the prairies, desert, and mountains. You could always get close to Gloria and no bar was ever too far.
Mom had a grand sense of humor and she made fun of simple things that others over complicate. She wrote with exquisite penmanship which could be read by all, announcing her talk and opinions, we cherish her notes.
Mom was firm in not wanting a somber funeral but encouraged family and friends to gather wherever they are on June 7th, to raise a hearty toast, laugh and cry, and tell Gloria stories with full glasses held high.
Gloria is survived by daughter Lisa Smith (Mark) of Lincoln, Mt; sons Mike and Tim of Southbank, BC, and Fort Macleod, Alberta respectively; half-sisters Suzie Hawley of El Cajon, California and Sally Kirkman of Bellevue, Washington, 5 grandchildren, 6 great-grandchildren, and Jim’s 4 children Louise (Rich, Collin, and Courtney) Freer, Jim Lambert, Leslie (Lel) Lambert, and Bob Lambert.
She was proud to have donated herself to Science Care in hope that she can keep helping us understand each other more. We all miss her but are certain that she’ll always be around, and will never be too far away to be close to us all.
There is never a conclusion of life, and so with Gloria. She saw to it that we thought and wondered always…that we never stop asking questions, minding manners, and that we always be strong and true. We didn’t lose Mom, we know where she is. She was a proud person and loved to proclaim that she was older than chocolate chip cookies!
Thus, this chapter of Gloria Lambert ends with an exclamation mark! Just the way she wanted it!