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Zimmerman & Sandeman Funeral Homes

5200 W 95Th St, Oak Lawn, IL

OBITUARY

Peggy Berna

January 20, 1955September 12, 2019
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Peggy Berna (nee Neligan), age 64 passed away on Thursday, September 12, 2019. Beloved wife of the late Karl David Berna; loving mother of Elizabeth (Brian) Kovick, Karl (Candy) and Peter (Nicole) Berna; cherished grandmother of Zach, Caitlin, Dwight, Teegen, Zoe, Orion, Ahron, Eliot and the late Alex; great grandmother of Avery and Gracelynn; dear sister of Kathleen (CPD) Hoffman and Nicholas (Sue) Neligan; fond aunt to many nieces and nephews. Peggy is preceded in death by her parents Nicholas and Maryanne Neligan. She will live on in the hearts of many.

Visitation Sunday, Sept. 22nd 11:00 a.m. until 5:00 p.m. with a memorial service at 3:00 p.m. at Zimmerman and Sandeman Funeral Home 5200 W. 95th St. Oak Lawn. Interment Private.

Services

  • Memorial Visitation Sunday, September 22, 2019
  • Memorial Service Sunday, September 22, 2019

Memories

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Ashley Corbett

September 22, 2019

I don’t even know how to say this or even the right things to say. Peggy was mom and treated me like another daughter. She was an amazing cook that made the best Cake for Birthday’s and amazing Cornbeef for st. Patrick’s Day. I’ll never forget being late for Easter dinner and having ham thrown at me. She had a fierce sense of humor and I’ll miss hearing her whistle wizard of oz with her bird. She made my tinker bell blanket. Thank you for the wisdom, knowledge, food and memories.

Hugh Kirk

September 20, 2019

Liz,
I wanted to send my thoughts, prayers and a big hug to you. So sorry to hear about your mother. You are in my thoughts and prayers at this very difficult moment.

Hugh

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Biography

How is a life defined? A lot of times someone’s career is the first thing that comes to mind. Many people look at a housewife and stay at home mother, and while they recognize the amount of effort it takes, I don’t think people truly realize how deeply that person can touch others and the long lasting impact on the world they have. I am pretty sure she did not realize it either. She wanted to be a social worker so she would help people through the hardest times in their lives. Well she did. Not just for my dad and I, but for anyone who came through her door looking for joy, comfort, and support. Much of what I will say here today won’t be scripted, but will be a collection of stories and memories from myself and others that illustrate who she was and how important she was to us. Sharing these memories will keep her alive, and above all else I hope she knew that the world was a better place for having her.

I am sure if you asked her how she would define herself she would begin by saying she was a wife and a mother. She was a damn good one too, that sacrificed her dreams, ambitions, and career for me and my dad. Each day for me as a child was filled with a variety of things to learn and do, from crafting, to cooking, to gardening. I remember summers consisting of lunches made from the garden and preparing dinner together as a family each night. She would tell me ‘go get whatever you want’ then teach me how to pick veggies at their peak and cook them simply. The fall would bring canning and crafting with nature. Each season was honored and welcomed by Peggy.

But it wasn’t just me she was a mother to. It was all of my friends, their friends, and all family extended or otherwise. Anyone who needed a mothers touch, love, and even sometimes wrath received it. We are all better people because of it. Ashley and I remember very well one Easter….we may have showed up for dinner slightly late…well…dinner greeted us at the door in the form of scalding hot slices of ham being thrown at us….we were never late for a holiday after that. Lesson learned. The best correction is one you only have to do once, right?

Peggy adored cooking and crafting. She passed many of those skills onto others. Those who have already been gifted by her handwritten recipes, dictated directly from her mind, understand the level of connection she had with food. The recipe cards we have out here today are a collection of the ones we all knew her for best, begged her to make, and gobbled up frantically until there were no leftovers for my dad. But she loved seeing that. Seeing others happy and enjoying what she made with great care. This isn’t to say she didn’t have a whoopsie here and there, but when she did it was fantastic and even she couldn’t help but laugh about it. For my birthday she would always make her famous chocolate cake with a four generation’s old recipe for frosting to die for. One year she ran out of butter and decided to try shortening instead. To be fair, she gave us warning that she wasn’t sure how it came out. That cake was fondly named the playdough cake. That didn’t stop us from licking the frosting off while having a good laugh. From this everyone should take away a value she always taught me and held me to. ‘Always do your best, that’s all we can ask for, and we will always be proud.’ So with that in mind, take some of her recipes, share them with others, make them with love, and master them.

She loved crafting, plants and gardening and her love and compassion for animals was amazing. When I was younger we had a betta fish that would swim into her hand in the water and she would feed it one pellet at a time. She never ate any fish again after that by the way. She was a deep, passionate, caring woman with many interests and hobbies, but above all else each thing she did she wanted to help someone or make them feel appreciated. I could keep going forever, but now it is everyone else’s turn to keep her memories going strong. Take a crocheted item, take her recipes, take a mum and plant it. Do what she loved and I hope you see it in a new light with a connection to life and to others the way she did. Share your stories of her with myself and others, laugh and cry, and above all else love.