Wynona Faye Hackler passed away on May 18, 2022 at the age of 76. Wynona was born on August 26, 1945 in Vian, Oklahoma to Jewel (Morris) Franklin and Patrick Patterson and moved to Kansas as a small child. She was the third of seven children and loved telling stories from her childhood including a family favorite in which she would recount her kindergarten teacher tying her to a chair with a jump rope to keep her from running away because she didn’t like that they told her when she could speak, eat, and go to the bathroom. Proof that she was never one to conform to the rules, even as a five-year-old.
Wynona was a mechanic at Boeing for decades where she worked on Air Force One and met the love of her life David Hackler. They married in 1974 in Riverside Park and she wore a red dress and no shoes to the ceremony. I am convinced there has never been a duo as well suited for one another as David and Wynona. Their marriage was one of profound love and mutual respect. David brought her home a bouquet of flowers from the grocery store every week and Wynona kept him down to earth by telling jokes at his expense and teasing him mercilessly—a job that we will now be taking over in her absence (it’s what she would have wanted.)
Wynona was a passionate feminist and self-described hippy who lived unapologetically and fondly shared the tales of her wild adventures with her grandchildren. She would not want me to share specific examples of these adventures (she threatened to haunt several of us before passing and I don’t want to find out if she was serious) so instead, I’ll simply say that she was a powerful matriarch and the glue that held our family together and we will never be the same without her. She raised a strong daughter, granddaughters, and great granddaughters and taught us to speak our minds, stand up for ourselves and for those we love, and to not take bullshit from anybody. She also taught us that it’s ok to be mean as long as it's true and you make it funny.
Wynona loved doing the crossword with David while smoking cigs, sitting on the back deck with David while smoking cigs, and tending to her flowers while smoking cigs. She refused to use her turn signal when driving because people didn’t need to know where she was going. She was an avid Chiefs fan who loved watching her soaps and bad reality tv and felt obligated to read every Stephen King book the second it was released even when she could tell it was going to be bad. Above all she loved spending time with her family. She had boundless energy and patience when it came to playing with her grandchildren and later her great grandchildren and always let them steal her sun hats, magnifying glasses, groceries, and anything else they wanted without a second thought. She was notorious for giving everything away to the VA including books you let her borrow, David’s clothing and belongings that he wasn’t done with yet, and items that her grandchildren would’ve liked to have like her records and clothes from the 70’s. On the bright side, this means there is not much for us to fight over in the wake of her passing. Wynona always offered random bits of advice including “let your freak flag fly,” “stand up and stretch so you don’t get blood clots,” and “don’t forget to breathe” the latter of which always made us laugh in the moment but has proven to be a much-needed reminder in the days since her passing. It is impossible to sum up how much Wynona loved us and was loved by us, and she will be missed endlessly.
She is preceded in death by her parents, sisters Donna and Jane, and sister-in-law Susie. She is survived by her husband David, daughter Amy, grandchildren Bradley; Stephanie (Justin); and Rachel, great grandchildren Bria; Chasyn; Emmet; and Laney, and siblings Frank (Lee); Larry; Melford; and Sheila (Gerald).
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