Karen. Liz. Pitn. (short for Pain in the neck -- and oh, she could be, when riled!) She passed away Monday. She is safe and herself once more. The world is dimmer even though the heavens shine. Karen was Camelot. Adopted sister (of a sort) to Richard Burton, to King Arthur. She spoke Welsh, learned from her family in Pontrhydyfen. She spoke Detroit Tigers learned from her family there as well. Had her own seat at the old ball field, the one at the Corner. She was JP McCarthy's Lady in Blue. She was the 'favorite teacher ever' to many -- forty years on her students still speak of her, still remember what and how she taught them. Karen was a writer, an editor, and a stickler for correct grammar. She wrote books about the Tigers, her fourth-grade students, and more. She still scribed handwritten letters to many across the globe. She had a voice that angels sang along with; clear and vibrant. But then, she always was. She was a Lady: elegant, polished, regal. Karen embodied the truest meaning of friend.
She could be persnickety, and never backed down when she knew she was right. She didn't suffer fools easily. A historian, who was fascinated by genealogy. She knew her roots and from whence she sprang.
An accomplished rider, she loved her horses. Her ribbons cover an entire wall. She could draw and rendered likenesses that jumped off the page. She once had a German Shephard who descended from Rin-Tin-Tin. Her Siamese cats suited her. Family, they conversed, reset alarms, chased shadows, and (in her words) were quite loquacious! Karen was a rare breed of individual. Special, funny, and real as real ever gets. She had grace. And she had fire. She was joy. She was a writer's reader; you could trust her word if she thought you'd written well. Or not. Then she pushed and shoved and harangued you until you wrote it better. She never settled for less than what she thought was your best work. She expected no less. Karen accepted no less. Ever. Even when she wasn't teaching; she taught. She has left behind a hole in the cosmos. So much to so many. So precious. A treasure beyond measure. Our hearts are full of tears and yet, and yet, We can hear her clearly: Nonsense! She's now with all her animals running across
flowered meadows, watching her horses kick up their heels at seeing her once again. She's with Eddie Lake and all of the Detroit Tigers, who went before. She's with her dearest friend, Gerry. She's even now growing those wings that she hid in life. God speed, Karen, Liz, Pitn.
A visitation for Karen will be held Friday, October 22, 2021 from 4:00 PM to 8:00 PM at Pixley Funeral Home, 322 W. University Dr., Rochester, Michigan 48307. A funeral service will occur Saturday, October 23, 2021 at 11:00 AM, with gathering beginning at 10 AM, at Church of the Redeemer, 18140 Cornell Rd., Southfield, Michigan 48075. Masks are required at church.
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