Evelyn Winifred Lundberg
July 21, 1934 – May 26, 2019
Beloved mother and grandmother, Evelyn W. Lundberg passed away at home in Seattle on May 26, 2019. Evelyn was born on July 21, 1934 and lived her entire life in Washington State, mostly in the Seattle area. Evvie, as she was known, was a secretary by trade, but had a heart for feeding people. There was always an extra seat at her table and she spent several years providing meals to the Wounded Warriors at Fort Lewis. Her pies and applesauce were legendary. It was rare that you’d ever leave her house without a goodie bag to take home.
Evelyn was preceded in death by her parents, Ernest and Gertrude Schleiffers, 6 older brothers; Bill, Frank, Stan, Albert, Harold and David Schleiffers and 2 older sisters; Doris Trott and Ruth Brand, as well as her beloved daughter, Teresa Ferrel.
Evelyn is survived by her daughter Kristine Babbitt and nine grandchildren: Derek, Craig, Shelby and Trever Ferrel, Kaitlyn Johnson (Charlie), Rose and Derek Babbitt, and Fieona and Karlee Morgan, as well as numerous nieces and nephews.
- Memorial Service Saturday, June 8, 2019
Evelyn Winifred Lundberg
May 30, 2019
Evelyn was my Grandma. Since I was her first grandchild I was lucky to nickname her Gram, after gram bear from the cartoon “the carebears”. The nickname also always reminded me of graham crackers, as in roasting s’mores over a campfire at her campsite; aka Camp Gram. One of my earliest memories, and stories she loved sharing, was when I was about thwee or four I was riding in the car with her. Ever so often she would point to a tree or light pole and gasp “ oh my! There’s a monkey in that tree, did you see it!?” I would look around excitedly but obviously see nothing. Of coarse I believed her, why would gram make that up. She did this a few more times on the ride until finally I was frustrated always missing it I said “yes I did” with little kid sass. To her surprise and delight asked “oh yea, what color was it. And I confidently claimed “it was Purple!” She burst in laughter and said “yes it was.” Admitting about teasing me later in life, she was always tickled by that story. I love the one where she rode the new, extra big wheel down her hill with us kids. My brother and I had our own at her house so a 3rd was strange to us. We may of been arguing for it since it was a newer one so she decides to claim “it’s hers and for her to ride and share” so we say “prove it” and sure enough she did! Next thing we saw was her squealing with fear and joy flying down her backyard legs in the air and grass stains down her back when she finally came to a stop. Pretty sure she beat our distance and speed records on that hill too. So many great memories, stories, lessons with her and all the people and family she brought together, shaped and helped. I feel she is happily planning and preparing the next family gathering at Camp Gram 2 up in heaven for us and catching up with those who showed up there earlier. Always Love you Gram.