Condolence: This past summer, after coming home from the beach, we stopped by to visit Caroline, Rich and Jeff. As with most all of our previous visits, Caroline was her usual gregarious self adding lots of spark to her stories. Funny and kind she always had a laugh and many times she was laughing at herself. She made no pretenses and had very strong character. She didn't seem to age a bit. She admitted to often forgetting things and treated it like a minor defect...like "so what! I forget a couple things, let's just laugh about it."
She also enjoyed working in her garden. After we would finished talking I would be led out to her garden, walked through the grass, through bushes and branches, deep into the interior of it. She loved her Rhododendrons and each plant had a story. She occasionally seem to go crazy tripping over the uneven ground, strong and nimble heading for the house to grab a pair of gardening shears. She wanted us to take some rhubarb home. She was so excited to pass it on. We still have several stalks in the freezer (per her recommendation).
When I will think of Aunt Caroline, I will think of her garden, her rhubarb plants and her stories about her hero Uncle Glenn the cavalryman and their great memories. How lucky is she to be back with that handsome Calvary man. We should be so envious, at the thought of sitting with the two, exchanging stories and catching up.

Condolence: When I was young, I remember our family heading over the mountains from eastern Washington to visit Aunt Caroline, Uncle Glen, Rich, Jeff and Randy. Montesano was an amazing place to visit because it had a thick forest to run through that was missing in the Tri-Cities desert. I encountered my first slugs there, my first accidental meeting with a live deer outside of a zoo, and my first adventures into the woods without my parents guidance. It was amazing. We didn't make it over often, but when we did, the family gathering was pretty special. We arrived as a family of five to join Aunt Caroline's family of five plus an extra child now and then. Her mother and brothers and sister would drop by and we kids would be outside playing or doing something for hours.
But, of all of the wonderful memories I've been able to recover after all of these years, Caroline's voice is the most precious. It was unique among all other women's voices to me. I always knew who was speaking when I heard it. It was relaxed and soothing, somewhat nasal, but always expressive (occasionally extremely so). I could pick her out of any crowd. She always made me feel welcome and in the right place. I miss her already.

Condolence: Jeff, my heart goes out to you and your family. You are in the thoughts of so many of us on the 4th floor now. What a lovely picture of your mother. Rose

Condolence: My condolences go out to you and your family in this difficult time. I would like to share a beautiful Bible hope from God found in Revelation 21:3,4 that assures us He will wipe all tears from their eyes, and there will be no more death, suffering, crying, or pain. This Scripture has helped me and many others to be able to cope with the loss of a loved one. I hope it helps you also.