Kathryn P. Rose

Kathryn P. Rose was tough-minded with the kind of “stick to it” attitude that earned the respect of all who knew her. She was warm-hearted, loved to laugh, and always ready to dance. She was the daughter of Dave and Marion Miosi. Kathryn grew up in Chicago, Illinois. Kathryn was raised with 5 siblings. She had two brothers, Anthony and Frank, and three younger sisters, Carol, Nancy, and Patricia. Kathryn was usually involved in all sorts of activities with her siblings; especially in helping with wardrobe selection with her three younger sisters. A typical teenager, Kathryn had a fairly happy high school experience at a local Catholic High School, making that critical transition from adolescence to adulthood. Kathryn worked hard to be a good mother to her son and she did her best to fulfill his needs and to keep him laughing. Kathryn was blessed with one son, Scott. Fortunately, Kathryn enjoyed what she did for a living. Showing a strong work ethic, Kathryn worked diligently and did her best to succeed in her career. Her primary occupation was working as a mortgage broker where she was articulate and successful with her line of work. Kathryn always sought to be a team player, doing what was necessary in order to get the job done. Kathryn found pleasure in recreational sports included camping with her sisters.

Kathryn fought a brave battle against cancer keeping her spirits high. She is survived by her son Scott, her mother Marion, her brothers Frank and Anthony, and her sisters, Carol, Nancy, and Patricia. Services were held at Sunland Mortuary Lakeside Chapel.

Simply stated, Kathryn was a good and kind person, an individual who will for all time be remembered by her family and friends as being a caring and giving person, someone who was a vital part of their lives. Kathryn leaves behind her a legacy of life-long friendships and many cherished memories. Everyone whose life she touched will always remember Kathryn P. Rose. For stories from her family please read below.

"I remember the smell of fresh baked bread wafting from the kitchen as I entered Kathy’s house. A place full of laughter and the smiling face of a beautiful young woman who always encouraged and never criticized, even though as a child she often took the abuse of a big brother. Today she will be sorely missed for the many quirky but cute little things that she did and the love, enthusiasm, warmth and laughter she brought when she entered the room. I will miss her, but I know that the pain and suffering are gone and she is with Jesus in a place of glory and love where there are no tears or pain or suffering.

Kathy, I will see you soon.

I love you."

Frankie Miosi, brother.

"My sis Kathy had so much life in her. When she walked into a room it lit up. She brought laughter and joy to those around her. I can remember so many family events where she would make up a dance or a song about anything. We would all start laughing then follow her lead. At my nieces wedding she started going around the dance floor kicking up her heals. If you were not used to being around one of our family events you might be taken off guard. We loved to be around each other as a family. There is never a dull moment.

Kathy loved flowers and making things beautiful. This past spring she helped me plant beautiful petunias, pansies, snap dragons and gardenias. The garden looked beautiful and helped remind us of our grandmother who also loved to plant flowers. I have so many fond memories of my sis bringing joy and beauty into my life. When we were kids (she is the eldest girl) I would covet her wardrobe. There was a time when I wanted to wear her white blouse and she wasn’t home to ask, so I borrowed it without permission. Well, you guessed it, I spilled on it and got busted. She was so mad and I learned never to get her that mad again. It was great to have an older sister lead you through high school. We went to an all girl’s Catholic high school which was a lot of fun. One thing you didn’t have to worry about was your wardrobe. We wore uniforms. Kathy made a lot of friends in high school which paved the way for the rest of us girls behind her. We were accepted readily. Everyone who met Kathy immediately liked her. I will miss her laugh and crazy spontaneous ideas. I know I’ll see her in heaven as she’ll meet me when it’s my turn to be with Jesus and I won’t have to worry about my wardrobe."

In His Name,

Nancy Forney

Beloved sister of Kathy Rose

"Fond memories of Kathy

My older sister, Kathy, was a game player. When we were children Kathy and my sisters spent countless hours playing board games; Mille Bourne was Kathy’s favorite. But we also played imaginary games. Since my younger sisters were twins, Kathy chose one sister, Carol, to be her sweetie and Nancy was mine. We would pair off with our sweeties and play under the sheet covered table or go into separate corners and share secrets. Then the four of us would resume playing together. Down through the years we continued to play games whenever we got together.

When I was 20, Kathy got me a job in the same office where she worked. We were able to spend much time together there. Last year when my uncle passed away, Kathy came to town to care for me as I was unable to walk. Even though she was not 100%, she drove the car, shopped, cooked, assisted me in sorting through many piles of papers and then shredded them, and helped me make many decisions. I will never forget her sacrifice. I will truly miss her."

Love, Patty, sister.

"Kathy, my cousin, was born March 1, 1953. I came along three months and three weeks later. Since we were the same age and both of our families lived in Chicago, we spent a lot of time together. Kathy’s family lived above our grandparents and our uncles. Uncle Frank would give us money, and Kathy and I would go to the corner grocery store and buy candy. Nana loved to buy dresses for her granddaughters. Kathy’s dress was usually blue, and mine was usually pink. When I was six, my parents and I moved to Baltimore. I was crushed to leave my relatives, so I looked forward to every summer when we returned to Chicago. I couldn’t wait to see my cousins. During those summer visits, Kathy and I were inseparable. We enjoyed playing games and scaring each other and her younger sisters, especially after dark. When I spent the night at Kathy’s house, we slept in the same bed and giggled until we were told to be quiet and go to sleep. When we ventured down into the creepy basement, we imagined that we heard noises and that something was after us. One time we even climbed out of the basement window and landed in Nana’s flower bed. I don’t think we ever told her about that. As we got older, my trips to Chicago became less frequent. Then Kathy moved to Arizona to join other family members who had already moved there. Years passed, and we mainly saw each other at family events. I was so excited when she and my other relatives came to my wedding. Kathy really stood out. Not only did she look fantastic, but her dancing and fun-loving attitude drew many inquiries of, “Who’s that lady?”

Kathy, I’m going to miss your smile and your laughter. I will always cherish our fun times together.

God bless you, dear cousin."

Love, Patty, cousin

"My sister Kathy was my best friend as all my sisters are. If I ever had a question on style, I would ask her. She taught me how to rat my hair and do my makeup. As I got older she would be there to talk about boys. Growing up she was always the life of the party. I think I only had boyfreinds as they all wanted to be around Kathy, not only for her personality but she was gorgeous. Another thing she liked to do besides have fun and dance was to bake. She mad her famous fudge. We all waited for Christmas to get some and her almond cresent cookies. Later she tried her hand at gourmet cooking, did she ever love to watch the cooking channel. She would practice making her sauces. When she got sick it broke her heart that she couldn't bake her christmas cookies, so we went over to help her bake them which cheered her up. She loved living near Squaw Peak. Every time I would come out to visit we would hike the mountain. She just loved the outdoors and sunshine. Every summer you would find her out by the pool sunbathing, god forbid if you got her hair wet so no swimming in the pool, only floating allowed and absolutely no splashing. This year was special to me as she would come over once a week and cook a meal for my family and then we would exercise. I'm going to miss her dearly, my sister, my friend."

Carol (sister)

Arrangements under the direction of Sunland Memorial Park, Mortuary & Cremation Center, Sun City, AZ. 623-933-0161