OBITUARY

Phyllis Jane Bennewitz

March 12, 1933March 8, 2018

Phyllis Jane (Pickwick) Bennewitz, a long-time resident of Colorado and avid hiker, skier and biker, passed away on Thursday March 8th, 2018, just shy of her 85th birthday. Phyllis was born March 12th, 1933. She was preceded in death by her husband of 26 years, Gerhardt "Gary" Bennewitz, Jr; her mother, Marion (Jenks) Pickwick; and her father and step-mother, Fred and Georgiana Pickwick, Jr. Phyllis is survived by her children, Lynn Arthur, Cindy (Kevin) DeVries and Scott (Michelle) Bennewitz; grandchildren, Stephanie DeVries, Danielle DeVries, and Makena Bennewitz; sister, Barbara Colacurcio; niece, Judy (George) Skeens; nephew, Douglas Strange and other loving family and friends.

A celebration of Phyllis’s life will be held Friday April 20th at 11:00am in the Dixon Chapel at Cherry Hills Community Church. The church is located at 3900 Grace Blvd, Highlands Ranch, CO 80126. A reception will be held in the Orchard Room immediately following the service. Phyllis will be laid to rest later that day in a private service at Chapel Hill Cemetery in Centennial, Colorado. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Denver Botanical Gardens at https://flourish.botanicgardens.org/botanicgardensgiving.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.olingerchapelhill.com for the Bennewitz family.

  • FAMILY

  • Gerhardt "Gary" Bennewitz Jr., Husband
  • Marion (Jenks) Pickwick, Mother
  • Fred and Georgiana Pickwick Jr., Father and step-mother
  • Lynn Arthur, Daughter
  • Cindy (Kevin) DeVries, Daughter
  • Scott (Michelle) Bennewitz, Son
  • Stephanie DeVries, Grandchild
  • Danielle DeVries, Grandchild
  • Makena Bennewitz, Grandchild
  • Barbara Colacurcio, Sister
  • Judy (George) Skeens, Niece
  • Douglas Strange, Nephew

Services

  • Celebration of Life Memorial Service Friday, April 20, 2018
  • Reception Friday, April 20, 2018
REMEMBERING

Phyllis Jane Bennewitz

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Jane Watson

April 16, 2018

Taveling with Phyllis on a Friendship Force journey to Australia was most enjoyable. She always was so friendly to those she had met for the first time. AND, so fun loving!
Her contributions to FF DENVER helped this organization evolve to what it is today.
Phyllis will be missed by those with whom she traveled and called her a friend.

Sandy Villarreal

April 11, 2018

Phyllis and I never had the opportunity to travel together on a Friendship Force exchange. However, she was on the Friendship Force board when I was president in 2007. I always appreciated her thoughtful comments.

I will miss seeing her at meetings.


Sandy Villarreal

Judy Clark

March 30, 2018

I will miss you my dear friend. We had 30 plus years of fun adventures together and with the ladies outdoor group. You set an example of how we should live. With love to a dynamic woman. Hugs and prayers to all of Phyllis's family and friends. Judy

Joan Abrahamson Campbell

March 24, 2018

Phyllis and I spent the summers of our childhood at Grandparents Pickwick's farm in Damariscotta, Maine. One of my favorite memories was the time when we were 12 or 13, when we decided to drive grandpa's old Ford up the farm road. Of course we didn't know how to drive, but we managed to back the car out of the barn and start up the road before parents and grandparents ran up the road after us. We caught hell. Another time we got in trouble was the day we walked to the penny candy store and bought candy cigarettes. That was a no-no to our anti-smoking grandparents, and we were sent to bed without supper. My mother, however, sneaked up the back stairs and brought us sandwiches. Phyllis and I shared a bedroom, and our beds were over an old-fashioned open heat register that looked directly into the living room. We spent most of our evenings, when we were supposed to be asleep, under our beds listening through the register to the adults talking until one of them shouted up to us to close the register and go to bed. We had lots of farm adventures like helping with the haying until Phyllis stuck her foot with a pitch fork and had to go to the hospital for shots. We spent many afternoons shelling peas, but we ate so many that we always got scolded. We gathered eggs from the hen house and hated the warm goat milk grandma offered. Of course our favorite was afternoon swims either in the river or local lakes.
I was so happy that Phyllis was able to visit me in July 2014 at my house on Damariscotta Lake.

FROM THE FAMILY