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Allnutt Funeral Service – Hunter Chapel

2100 N. Lincoln Ave., Loveland, CO

OBITUARY

Ann Christine Turf

July 11, 1947June 20, 2020
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Christine Turf, 72, of Loveland died on Sat. June 20, 2020. Ann Christine Turf, known to her family and friends as Christine, was born July 11, 1947, in Ann Arbor, Michigan, the daughter of Orlo and Naomi (Jacka) Robinson. She was raised and educated in Northville, Michigan, graduating from Northville High School. Upon graduation, she attended the University of Michigan and earned her bachelor’s degree. In August of 1967, Christine married Lou Turf. The couple moved to Boulder, Colorado and started their family together. Christine was devoted to her family and spent her time raising their sons: Chris and Rob. The family moved briefly to Cheyenne before moving to Loveland in 1974, where she has resided since. When the boys went to school, Christine worked in the R2J School district as a nurse’s aid, retiring in the early 2000s. Christine’s hobbies include: gardening, reading and playing bridge. She was a creative and talented artist and this was displayed in her many art projects and beautiful watercolor paintings. She enjoyed cooking, walking, spending summers on Coryell Island at the cottage, spending time with her friends and supper club. She was an excellent tennis and ping pong player, also a great bowler, actually holding the state record while competing in college. Christine was very fond of her faithful companion Emily, her springer spaniel. She will be sorely missed by her sons: Chris (Jenny) Turf of Lyons, Colorado and Rob (Shelley) Turf of Loveland; grandchildren: Cameron, Jessie, William and Malia; sisters: Amy Robinson and Elizabeth (Tom) Harper both of Northville, Michigan and several nieces and nephews. Christine was preceded in death by her parents and husband Lou. A Celebration of Life will be held at Allnutt Funeral Service in Loveland, Tuesday, June 30, 2020 at 2:00 p.m. with Celebrant Carmen Terra Schultz officiating a luncheon will follow in the Allnutt Reception Center Memorials and condolences can be shared by visiting www.AllnuttLoveland.com

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  • Celebration of Life

    Tuesday, June 30, 2020

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Rob Turf

June 30, 2020

My mom was an incredible woman. She was fun, adventurous, and calming. She had a great sense of humor, even when you were not ready for the punchline. But mostly she saw it the way it was and being the butt of her joke may not have seemed funny at the time, but there are times when we all need to hear some hard truths about ourselves. And why not through wit and humor.
She was a musician. She played clarinet in the University of Michigan band where she met my dad. She was amazing. She was a fantastic cook and everything that she made was a piece of art, especially her salads. You wouldn’t want to eat it because it looked too beautiful, but no one ever left any of it on their plate. She loved her desserts too and would always have a treat available for any moment.

Rob Turf

June 30, 2020

My mom was a tennis player, figure skater, ping pong player, and bowler. To this day, she still holds the highest score in bowling at the University of Michigan. She loved playing croquet and badminton with the family. We would get in competitive battles that would always end up in fits of giggles, especially at the expense of my dad.
My mom loved the solitude of a good peaceful walk. She walked around Lon Hagler everyday as long as she could. She didn’t stroll but walked with a sense of purpose. She enjoyed the sun on her face and the peace to be lost in her own thoughts.
She was artistic and crafty. She would spend hours working on projects like building miniature log cabins, stained glass windows, and her favorite passion, watercolor paintings.

Rob Turf

June 30, 2020

She was a doting and loving grandmother. She would take the kids for walks hand in hand to go feed the horses across the way. She would get on the floor to play toy cars and trains with William and Cameron, and dress up her favorite America Girl doll Kristin and have Malia and Jessie push Kristin around in a miniature pram, or you could just find the group of them huddled around her while she read Richard Scary or Frog and Toad tales to them. She never hesitated to gently grab a grandchild and smother them with warmth and cuddles. She was an amazing grandmother.
I’ve always spoken of my dad as being my hero and mentor. But it was my mom, who had the harder more admirable job. She had to raise two unruly boys that were fueled by a father that always poured on the gas. We were loud. We were always experimenting and frankly always being completely inappropriate. The excitement concerned her, and I’m sorry about that. But she did a fine job reeling us in or she would put us in the car so she could continue her grocery shopping.
My mom was sophisticated and proper. She was an excellent musician and always hoped that her sons would be too. My brother excelled better at that than I did but riding my BMX bike was more exciting to me as well as constantly doing my sports. My brother and I had to set a timer each day and play our piano lessons for twenty minutes. Once I got into the eight grade I was done with piano. I wanted to be in the band and play percussion. My parents told me that I had to keep doing piano and do band at the same time. It was at that time when I purposely butchered the last note in the song Tarantella. I did it for weeks until they were about out of their minds. Piano was no more. Sorry about botching that song on purpose mom.

Rob Turf

June 30, 2020

As I reflect, I can understand why my mother would frequently say that all she wanted was to be alone and be quiet. We must have driven her out of her mind, with motorcycles, burnouts, rockets, fireworks, and keeping her up at night worrying about us coming home safe. Especially late nights at the island where my brother and I would take a small boat to the mainland in the upper peninsula. We were young bucks and the local dance drew us in. We’d miss our curfew frequently, and we became of an age where we felt bad, but there was nothing my mom could do to enforce it. It wasn’t always our fault, but we still felt horrible none the less. Thank you, mom, for being the person who worried and cared about us. Now being a parent, I now know exactly what she was going through.
It was the long summers with my brother where we were free, wild, and able to explore, fish, swim, sunbath, boat… And then we had the comfort of my mom. Where we had her to run to when we got hurt, she always was available for a hug, she made sure our beds and clothes were clean and the we had excellent food at our disposal. There are so many things that my mom did for all of us that seemed unimportant at the time, but in reality, it was the things that made our lives fun, comfortable and safe. She enrolled us in our classes, made sure that we had summer camp to enjoy and had the hard task to make sure we bathed and brushed our teeth.

Rob Turf

June 30, 2020

It was funny. Every Christmas morning my brother and I always knew who wrapped which presents. You could expect my mom’s to be perfect, and my dad’s crumpled and wrapped with duct tape. For our Birthday’s my mom would always make our favorite meal and she would be the one who never failed to purchase the exact gift that we wanted. She was a great listener and I appreciate that.
In hindsight, all the little things that she did were really the biggest things. The things that made us feel comforted, loved and supported. Her family’s summer cottage, her beautiful and loving aunts and sisters, and the experiences that we shared together, shaped me into the person I am today. And in the worst of times it was always my mom who had a sense of reason to give us a place where we could be alone and be quiet. Thank you, mom, for your love, care, witty humor, big heart, and sense of adventure. I love you mom, and I’m so sorry it took today for me to tell you how much you meant to me.

Marion Hewson

June 30, 2020

I worked in the library of Truscott Elelmentary School when Christine managed the Nurse's station.
She was a true professional in her expertise with the children that arrived in her office, not feeling well. Her compassion and attention to their situation earned their trust.
We both grew up in Michigan and shared wonderful memories of its beauty. OFTEN, Christine spoke of the cottage up North close to St. Ignace. That area was very special to her. One could not help wishing to view this island, off Cedarville, that she so beautifully described.
Thankful for your friendship Christine! Marion

MARGARET WEAVER

June 30, 2020

In 1995 my sister passed and Christine invited me to come to the cottage on Corey Island. I spent a week with her there and great healing occurred. Her quiet way and her creative mind helped me through the first stage of grief about the loss of my sister. She welcomed me and my little dog with open arms and we just enjoyed the cottage life. I always felt special as she shared that with me.

MARGARET WEAVER

June 30, 2020

I worked with Christine at the Annex in the 1980s. She became a best friend then and lasted from then on. She had a wicked sense of humor and was a kind and gentle friend. MANY times the ladies got together to "play" bridge ending up sitting around the table drinking and laughing for hours. I never did learn how to play bridge but I sure learned to love that group of women with all of our differences. We ended up changing jobs and going in many different directions yet we got together at least once a year for many years. Christine was a deep and precious friend.

Sandra Spaw

June 29, 2020

I am Christine’s sister in law who lives in Prairie Village, Kansas. My brother, Lou, married Christine and blessed us with 2 wonderful nephews, Christopher and Robbie.
The last time we saw Christine was several years ago when my husband, David and I drove to Loveland to visit Christine and Lou. We had a wonderful 2 days visiting and catching up on family news. A wonderful back yard cook out and croquet with Chris, Robbie, their wives and. children made a picture perfect day.
One afternoon we went to the Loveland Art Museum and Christine made a special effort to get a wheel chair for David so he could enjoy seeing everything and being pushed around! What a lovely act of kindness she shared. That evening we spent time making Christmas cards with many paper samples I brought with us from home.
Christine was very creative and we enjoyed working together.
My her soul Rest In Peace now and forever.
Sandy and David Spaw

Tom Harper

June 29, 2020

I will never forget meeting Christine for the first time some 22+ years ago. Her sister Liz and I had been dating for only a short time, and since it was summer, Liz asked if Id like to see their family cottage and meet her sister Christine, and husband Lou Turf.

Liz and I loaded up her dogs and "Up North" we went. My first time across the Mackinac Bridge.....so cool...it was an adventure!

Lou met us at the Lakeside Landing Dock, we transferred dogs and bags and off we went, skipping across Lake Huron.....on a boat that Christine had appropriately named "Big Stinky"! Lou put Big Stinky through its paces, and out we motored to the family cottage on Coryell Island.

Christine met us as we arrived at the cottage boat slip dock, and I was impressed to see her catch a line Lou tossed her, and tie up the boat to a piling like a seasoned sailor.
Christine and Lou made me feel so welcome, and we became fast friends in the first day or two. I am so thankful for having had the opportunity to spend so many summers on the island with Christine, for all the fun we'd have, skulking around on the islands, looking for interesting rocks (always with an eye out for the "Holy Grail" of rocks also named by Christine as the elusive "Full Jacobs". (Islanders know what that is!)

Our son Ben called Christine Auntie, and has a special place in his heart for his "Auntie Christine" .
I'll remember the summers together, Thanksgiving trips to Colorado, the funny stories we'd share, "big roaring fires" on the shore, lighting off fireworks on the 4th, and just enjoying each others company.
Some of my favorite memories of Christine are; Seeing her doing watercolor paintings on the porch, making us picnic lunches to eat out on the dock, counting the tons of Meteors we'd see each August, playing Yahtzee and Scrabble and cards and just laughing our heads off.
I will miss you, but am so thankful to have had the time I did with you........Godspeed Ann Christine Turf!
Tom Harper