Helga Herta Roberson
10 enero , 1952 – 7 junio , 2017
Staid, boring obituaries about brave battles to the death would not suit Helga Roberson. Helga would want everyone to know that she died as the result of being a stubborn, hard-headed German and raising hell for more than six decades.
She lived her life exactly as she wanted, as most notably demonstrated by her fashion sense. Her signature look of stretch pants, wild prints, and rhinestones in colors so bright they could be seen from space, made everyone around her sit up and take notice, and most importantly, made her happy. She loved collecting dolls and teddy bears, filling up every nook and cranny with bits and pieces of her passion, which she then loving donated to less fortunate children through the West Metro Fire and Kemp Foundations.
Helga will be desperately missed by her daughter, Susanne, granddaughter, Lydia, and great-grandchildren, Dominic and Hayley for whom she would have happily set the world on fire to stay and enjoy their company. Instead, she is romping with naked cherubs, lounging around Paradise, and maybe, just maybe doing a little haunting on the side.
Arrangements under the direction of Olinger Crown Hill Mortuary, Cemetery & Arboretum, Wheat Ridge, CO.
sábado, 29 julio , 2017