Happy Anniversary...Today is the 4th of July.I thought this was a good picture of you two.Daddy you could not get more tan then this...and my Mom has her real hair color...

Stanna, this is Koz from Citrus College. If this the Stanna I so cared for please email me.

You know what I will miss the most...Your advice...

My Mom had a storybook childhood. Grandad (Ralph) came to America from Norway,learned English and became a citizen.Grandmother from Germany did the same...They met in Minnesota and married.Later they moved to Montana and then to Coeur d'Alene,Idaho.They spent alot of time together as a family, and Mauy said she had fond memories of her Dad pulling her around in the neighborhood in a little wagon...
It could have been a Norman Rockwell painting.
It would be impossible to meet two finer people then our Grandparents. Always remember the extraordinary lineage you come from...
Anyway,.. this beautiful blonde met a handsome semi-pro baseball player that was in town named Stan...Grandmother told me they had plans for her to go to University because she was brilliant, and her grades in Catholic school were excellent.(Daddy called her "the walking encyclopedia.") When her parents saw "the way she looked at him and, he looked at her,...the plans changed"
Stan and Cathy were married and they started their life together.She told me in those days all their friends were baseball players  with their wives or girlfriends and that they were very nice people.
The second World War started and Daddy went off to war,while she and their firstborn,Paula stayed with her parents.When the war was over they lived in that area for several more years before moving to California...Jeremy and I went to Idaho a few times and stayed with Uncle Cy's family,Aunt Evelyn's family,(Her older siblings...)But mostly stayed with Grandmother and Grandad. The love,peace and joy we experienced there gave me a glimpse into our  wonderful family...
My parents had an "open door policy"The more people (adults and children)the better...They liked the hustle and bustle of family and friends dropping by. My friends thought they were the greatest...They were the cool parents,"the cool cats"always commenting on how sharp they looked and wow could they dance...Her and Daddy danced so smooth and in sync I could watch them for hours...One of my friends at Citrus College,Barney came over to me one day and said,"Your parents cleared the floor at the club where I work!(It was "big band music night") Everyone was watching them and they tore it up!It was cool!"
Many years later my mom  lost her daughter Paula,my beloved sister...and my Dad followed, a year later, dying of a broken heart...My mom,now, had to survive on her own...one time she told me she"would cut off her arm to have Daddy back."Years passed and I had to have brain surgery and then a burst appendix...My Mom called everyday to check on me and it truly helped me, and I am grateful to her. 
My mom`s  eyesight started failing her, so I would read her books over the phone...She loved politics so one of the books was "Game Change"about President Barack Obama's historic run. She also loved him and often said,"How do you think our guy is doing?"We laughed all the time til tears were coming out of our eyes!   She had a great sense of humor and that made the miles between us melt away. I have to say I think she was very lonely and that is torture...BUT!Now she is with her beloved husband,her beloved daughter and all of her immediate family,her parents, her brother and sister and they are together and healthy with the King of Kings...I choose to remember THE GOOD.
Thank-you all, for honoring my Mother and your Mimi...! Love,Stanna

She didn't need to broadcast that she was always the sharpest/smartest person in any given room she occupied.  Her sense of humor was all the confirmation that was needed.  I didn't realize this until I was an adult.  In many ways Mimi was quite the progressive woman.  She was a working mother, and she wore pants.  Always...  LoL  I remember seeing her use the typewriter, and thought it was amazing.  Her penmanship was impeccable.  A lost art today.  Mimi's laugh was infectious, and unique.  I got Grandad's sneeze, but nobody got Mimi's laugh.  That was hers.

Catherine ,
I`ve had the pleasure of knowing you almost 30 years. Through the good times and sad times .

We soo enjoyed your many visits, when we would  go to numerous music events., and once even meeting  Louie Bellson (a Big Band drummer). To see the look on your face during these times  was soo enjoyable. You were soo there,...just soaking it up. 
These times showed us your love of life, and the nightlife.ha

Often before offering some advice you would say  "Hey Kid" did you think of this?, or that . That sounded so  cool,  like the be be boppers, back in the day. 

And how you sooo loved blues music, the REAL BLUES ( which to me  is just an R& B version of a country song) . 
I still hear your laugh while talking on the phone .

How Generous you are ,.. and how I`ll always remember your  generosity ,at unexpected times.  I know this is what helped sustain you all these years .
You will be missed , and you will always be LOVED .

YOUR  Son ,
Keith

This is sad,...going to write more later...Here are some pictures that Grandmother (Margaret)gave me when I was visiting her and Grandad in Idaho...Also at Uncles and Aunts and cousins that shared some other photos...I sure am thankful for that now...

Mimi was selected for all of us from God ❤

Love you Mimi!! Sorry I haven't seen you or kept in touch these last couple years! I have many great memories with you and Grandad!!!

Meems,
You have ALWAYS made me feel special. Especially as a sad, lost little girl, you were my light in a dark tunnel.
I'm sorry I wasn't yours in the end. Until we hug again, Dani.

In loving memory of a very special lady. Cathy will forever be in my heart and prayers.

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Catherine Margaret Haas

16 mayo, 1925 – 18 diciembre, 2015

Weaver Mortuary and Crematory

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