OBITUARY

Arlene F. Barlow

December 30, 1946September 13, 2021
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Unexpectedly on September 13, 2021 Arlene Frances Barlow passed away; beloved wife of Wayne F. Barlow; devoted mother of Kimberly Barlow Printz and her husband James, Cynthia L. Barlow-Ryan and her husband James and Mary E. Barlow Loeffler and her husband Kent; cherished grandmother of Codi Printz and his wife Lia, Chelsey Ryan, Hunter Printz, Stephen Ryan, Grace Ryan, Logan Printz, Tessa Ryan, Addison and Jonathan Loeffler; loving sister of Jane Warble, Barry Noe, Brenda Potter, Sandra Manson, Juanita Dunkleberger and Joyce Stinebaugh . Arlene is preceded in death by her parents Posey and Margaret Noe, her brother Lloyd Warble, and her in-laws William F. and Josephine M. Barlow. Arlene loved her carousel horses, her fur baby, posting on facebook, but most importantly her family.

Relatives and friends are invited to gather at Schimunek Funeral Home, 610 MacPhail Road Bel Air, on Friday from 3-5 and 7-9 pm. A Mass of Christian burial will be celebrated on Saturday at 10 am at St. Stephen Catholic Church. Interment Holly Hill Cemetery. In lieu of flowers contributions may be made in her name to St. Jude Children’s Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place Memphis, TN 38105. Online condolences may be left at www.schimunekkfuneralhomes.com

  • DONATIONS

  • St. Jude Children's Hospital

Services

  • Visitation

    Friday, September 17, 2021

  • Visitation

    Friday, September 17, 2021

  • Funeral Mass

    Saturday, September 18, 2021

  • Committal Service

    Saturday, September 18, 2021

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Gregory Stec

September 22, 2021

My sincere condolences. Sorry I'm late. I've learned of this today from my cousin Ken Grocki. I'll never forget her efforts to parallel park when she visited her mother-in-law. Wayne, she was a great match for you. I'm sorry for your loss.

Mary Loeffler

September 20, 2021

September 13, 2021 - Part I
When you don’t have the words to say what you’re feeling, what do you say? To convey the images and fleeting memories filling your mind, when there are no words that can completely capture the milliseconds of footage whirring through your head, like an old film projector with short snippets of scenes playing out on a screen.
Memories of my mom, my larger than life hero as a child, the woman I was terrified of as a teen, but with whom I also couldn’t wait to eat popcorn and watch the campy sci-fi/horror flicks on USA Up All Night on Friday nights, and the woman who helped shape and mold the woman and mother I am today. The good and the bad, to be honest.
My mom liked a cold beer, particularly out of a frosty mug or glass. She liked sweet wines, kahlua and cream, root beer (always A&W, or course) and always, always water. She liked the beach and the sound of the ocean, and actually loved the beach in the fall. She loved listening to Barbra Streisand. She loved Halloween and would get a kick out of her or Daddy wearing a mask and scaring kids on the front porch. She liked to play Rummy, but never let you stack the cards (I can’t remember what that’s called). She used to be a voracious reader, and loved a good mystery or paranormal movie or show.

Mary Loeffler

September 20, 2021

September 13, 2021 - Part II

But none of that compared to how much she loved all of us. And, oh how she loved my dad. And us of course, and her 10 grandchildren, including Lia.
When I was young my mother told me we may live in a democracy but inside our house was a dictatorship, and she meant it! Legendarily strict, getting away with anything in that house was impossible (unless you were Cindy, who’s exploits and tales woven to help her get away with things are also legendary). You know what REALLY stunk? Being the child AFTER Cindy! And like Kim, I’d never lie, so I was also my own worst enemy, and she knew it. I may not answer with the entire truth but she also eventually figured that out, and then what questions to really ask, as well.
My mom was her own force, and I think anyone who knows her knows that. She has had some incredibly, terribly rough times in her life, but she knew true joy, and how to laugh, and passionately loved her family, whether by blood or bond.
She was the kisser of booboos, the voice behind the Cookie Monster that chased me through the house, the lady who always loved to hear me sing, especially Somewhere Over the Rainbow, and that’s where she is now. Watching over us from there, over the rainbow, with angel wings, and her beautiful smile, looking down on and loving all of us. And I miss her.

Cindy Ryan

September 20, 2021

(Part three)


As we say “See you later” know that mom is dancing above with those she loved and lost. She is free from all the pain she suffered and limitations she endured. I ask you to do as my mom did, and love with all of your heart. There are no rules. Open your heart to everyone, I promise it will make you smile, as it did my mom. I love you mom, Thank you for molding your trifecta to perfection.

Cindy Ryan

September 19, 2021

(Part two)

Mom welcomed anyone into our family unit as if they had always been an intricate part. Our friends were not friends long, but considered family within moments. I swear her heart grew larger and larger the more our family expanded. She was quick to comment, like or share a story of ours, and yours on Facebook. Respond to every single snapchat. That was moms way of spreading the love and pride she felt for all of us, and you. That was her way of communicating with everyone, and and she absolutely loved it. She was always keeping us up to date about what each of you shared, For that, we thank you. You kept our mom in your life. I know I am already missing her reply snaps, and liking my photos from way back when.

As you know, our mom has been through so very much the past few years. We often joked she had 9 lives like that of a cat. Her strength and determination to survive each hurdle was amazing to witness. I am not sure anyone could have risen above each obstacle, and still have a smile on their face.

When I contacted our pastor about her mass, he asked me what sticks out in my mind that my mom has taught me. Without hesitation, I said to love. I know now looking back that everything she did raising us three, both good and bad, was a testament to her love for each of us. In fact, none of us would be who we are or where we are today without her. We wouldn’t have known how to be a wife, never have the love and support of our husbands, who tolerate us even when they shouldn’t. We wouldn’t have the best 10 grandchildren you can find. We wouldn’t have our extended families, our friends, and we sure wouldn’t have each of you here today.

Cindy Ryan

September 19, 2021

On behalf of my dad, sisters and I….(part one)

Growing up our mom was one stern woman, in fact, many we knew (@ Kent) were quite scared of her. Ok, Kim and Mary were too, but they will never admit it. I like to think I toughened her up by pushing her to her limits, I’m sure she silently loved every minute of it, but I will never know for sure. Mom enjoyed many hobbies over the years, reading, crafting, decorating cakes, and then working with the children at McCormick Elementary. She oftened referred back to those days, with a bright smile on her face.

Fast forward to my sisters and I marrying. We knew the true meaning of being a wife, as mom gave us the greatest example, every day of our lives. Her love and devotion to our dad was nothing short of spectacular. They were like bread and butter, the moon and stars, salt and pepper. Their destiny was each other, they were born to be husband and wife. It was evident to everyone that knew them. Dad was moms soul mate, and we are forever grateful for their union.

I think becoming a grandmother was mom’s true calling in life. She loved her nine grandchildren with the same enthusiasm as she loved us three, and my dad. When Codi married Lia, mom embraced her as if she had been here all along. She was proud to tell anyone and everyone who listened she had 10 grandchildren. Her body may not have physically allowed her to do all she wanted to do with the kids, but she was certain to tell every single one of them hem how much they filled her heart. She had been caught doing tic tocs videos and snap chat snippits. Gone were the days of the stern woman!

Amy Kozlowski

September 17, 2021

Growing up across the street from my best friend, Miss Arlene was like my 2nd mom. She was kind and generous, but also knew when to keep Mary and I out of trouble. I’m glad my Mom had a great friend in her and we had her looking out for us. The love she showed for Mr Wayne, her girls, family, and friends (and even their chihuahua who only liked her) was obvious to everyone. My childhood was only made better by having her in my life and I have nothing but fond memories. Sending my love to you all from afar but know that I will celebrate her life with a toast and a round of cards on the patio.

Laura Eisenhuth

September 16, 2021

To the Barlow Family,

I’m so incredibly sorry for you and your families tremendous loss. Mrs. Arlene was always so kind to me and my family. She had a huge heart and you can tell how much she loved her family and how much they all loved her. I hope you all feel surrounded by love durning this difficult time. You all have been in our thoughts and prayers.

Love,

The Eisenhuth Family

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