Hilda Ruth Piper, known affectionately to all as Hilda, was a beacon of joy and laughter who left this world on May 21, 2024, at the age of 67, alongside her beloved husband, Steven Piper. Born on June 28, 1956, in Wayne, Michigan, Hilda's life was a vibrant tapestry woven with love, kindness, and a touch of mischievous humor. She took her final bow in East Jordan, Michigan, leaving behind a legacy of giggles and cherished memories. Hilda's story began as the daughter of Harold and Esther Parrott, who predeceased her, and she grew up surrounded by a lively bunch including her siblings: the late Sharon (and the late Ralph) Puckett, Gerald (with Cindy) Parrott, the late Sheila (and David) Wiles, and the late Barb (and Marty) Somerset. She was the fun aunt to numerous nieces, nephews, great-nieces, and great-nephews, who all inherited a bit of her playful spirit. From the moment Hilda and Steven locked eyes, it was clear they were two peas in a pod, childhood sweethearts who spent 51 years proving that love and laughter are the secret ingredients to a life well-lived. Hilda was famously known as "Stevie's sidekick," and together they navigated life's racetrack like a pair of NASCAR pros, always in sync and ready for the next adventure. The great outdoors was Hilda's stage, and she performed daily with the kind of enthusiasm that would put Broadway to shame. Her garden was her kingdom, where she reigned supreme among the flowers and vegetables, tending to them with the same care she showed to her family and friends. And let's not forget the cabin - that sacred retreat where the Pipers could be found recharging their souls and probably engaging in a little friendly competition over who could tell the tallest tale. Hilda was a collector of thimbles and knick-knacks, each piece a testament to her travels and the stories she loved to share. Her collection was as eclectic and charming as her personality, a treasure trove of memories that sparkled with her wit and warmth. And when it came to Margaritas, Hilda was a connoisseur; she knew that a well-mixed drink could turn any day into a fiesta, and she was always ready to raise a glass and toast to the good times. Describing Hilda is easy: loving, kind, gentle. She had a heart as big as her smile and a gentle touch that could soothe the deepest sorrows. Her kindness was legendary, and her gentle spirit was a balm to all who knew her. She was the kind of person who could find humor in the mundane, turn a frown upside down, and leave you feeling better than before you met her. As we say goodbye to Hilda, let's remember the laughter she brought into our lives. She may have taken her final curtain call, but the show of her life will continue to play in the hearts and minds of those she touched. Hilda Ruth Piper: a name synonymous with joy, a life lived with gusto, and a legacy of love and laughter that will echo through the ages. So, raise your Margaritas high, plant a flower in your garden, and whenever you hear the roar of a NASCAR race or see a quirky knick-knack, think of Hilda. She's probably up there, cracking jokes with the angels and keeping Steven on his toes, because as we all know, behind every great man is an even greater woman - and Hilda was the greatest of them all.