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Agnes Marie (Kohl) Karlin
February 1, 1923 ~ June 25, 2017 (age 94) 94 Years Old Light a Candle
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Message from Rob Karlin (nephew & cousin)
July 3, 2017 5:51 PM
Dear All,
What follows is a light-hearted and happy remembrance, one of many I have which center around Aunt Agnes.
My friend, Jude, and I were moving from New York to San Francisco in late June, 1981. I took the opportunity to travel through Kansas, so that I could visit a few relatives. My father, Frank, was at Alfreda's & Wilfric's on the as-yet unnamed Emmeram Road in Ellis County, and, as usual, he was portending disaster and calamity ("if you have to abandon the car,...").
Having thus been saturated with the requisite degree of Teutonic joviality, we departed the following midday and headed west toward an evening's stopover at Oakley.
The house there was brimming with activity. Craig, quiet and observing from afar, took time to explain the perimeter planting of (I think) black walnuts, as a windbreak ("They have tap roots," he explained.). Susan was...how shall I put this?...acting up?...acting out?...well, acting at any rate, with her hair up in giant curlers, a bouffant hairnet or shower cap device, those big sunglasses that clowns wear in circuses, and doing fake ebullient telephone talk on an upside-down receiver. Uncle Gene was hopping around the feedlot, scaring the cattle. "They're frisky tonight!," he related with delight. Mark was esconced deep in thought, apparently reviewing the assassination of The Czar, or somesuch.
Aunt Agnes announced that she had just passed her certification for reflexology, and did I want a treatment? I was game. I laid down prone on the living room carpet, and she went to work. Boy-oh-boy did she go to work. Pummeled my plantars she did. I thought her thumb might go through to the dorsum any moment.
After 40 minutes I asked, "Aunt Agnes, how long does this go on?" She didn't hesitate: "I'm trying to find something wrong with you, but you're too healthy!"
Next morning, amazed to learn no bones had broken, she inquired how I felt and if my feet were alright. Truth be told, they were just fine. They felt...very, very good. I complimented her thorough technique and her diligent application of every reflexology principle that probably ever existed. I said, "Aunt Agnes, I think I could walk to San Francisco, except that I have to start my new job next week, so I think we'll continue our drive."
She was always dear to me, direct, forthright, honest, and she always made me smile.
There's a lot more to say, cousins, but here's the most important: never stop talking to her.
All love and all good thoughts,
Cousin Robert.
What follows is a light-hearted and happy remembrance, one of many I have which center around Aunt Agnes.
My friend, Jude, and I were moving from New York to San Francisco in late June, 1981. I took the opportunity to travel through Kansas, so that I could visit a few relatives. My father, Frank, was at Alfreda's & Wilfric's on the as-yet unnamed Emmeram Road in Ellis County, and, as usual, he was portending disaster and calamity ("if you have to abandon the car,...").
Having thus been saturated with the requisite degree of Teutonic joviality, we departed the following midday and headed west toward an evening's stopover at Oakley.
The house there was brimming with activity. Craig, quiet and observing from afar, took time to explain the perimeter planting of (I think) black walnuts, as a windbreak ("They have tap roots," he explained.). Susan was...how shall I put this?...acting up?...acting out?...well, acting at any rate, with her hair up in giant curlers, a bouffant hairnet or shower cap device, those big sunglasses that clowns wear in circuses, and doing fake ebullient telephone talk on an upside-down receiver. Uncle Gene was hopping around the feedlot, scaring the cattle. "They're frisky tonight!," he related with delight. Mark was esconced deep in thought, apparently reviewing the assassination of The Czar, or somesuch.
Aunt Agnes announced that she had just passed her certification for reflexology, and did I want a treatment? I was game. I laid down prone on the living room carpet, and she went to work. Boy-oh-boy did she go to work. Pummeled my plantars she did. I thought her thumb might go through to the dorsum any moment.
After 40 minutes I asked, "Aunt Agnes, how long does this go on?" She didn't hesitate: "I'm trying to find something wrong with you, but you're too healthy!"
Next morning, amazed to learn no bones had broken, she inquired how I felt and if my feet were alright. Truth be told, they were just fine. They felt...very, very good. I complimented her thorough technique and her diligent application of every reflexology principle that probably ever existed. I said, "Aunt Agnes, I think I could walk to San Francisco, except that I have to start my new job next week, so I think we'll continue our drive."
She was always dear to me, direct, forthright, honest, and she always made me smile.
There's a lot more to say, cousins, but here's the most important: never stop talking to her.
All love and all good thoughts,
Cousin Robert.
A candle was lit by Jessica Dawes and family (Elizabeth Hillman's
on June 29, 2017 8:54 PM
Message from Tim and Jennifer Germany
June 29, 2017 12:31 PM
Praying for comfort and peace for your family.
A SOFT AND SWEET MEMORIES STANDING SPRAY was sent on June 29, 2017
In memory of our beloved Aunt Agnes, a blend of beauty, grace and love, now at peace in the everlasting embrace of God. From the Arizona Kohl Family David and Dan Kohl
Message from Pam and Leroy Schmidtberger
June 29, 2017 7:47 AM
I'm so sorry to hear of Agnes' passing, She was such a kind woman. May you all find comfort that she is now resting in peace.
A candle was lit by JONI & DAVID CHALFANT
on June 28, 2017 5:00 PM
A candle was lit by Margie Hockersmith
on June 27, 2017 5:50 PM
Dear family of Agnes Karlin,
I knew your mom when we both lived in Oakley. I meet her through the Church. She was just a kindhearted, fun, intelligent, caring, loving, maybe a little stubborn beautiful woman. We attend many Church functions together including Life in the Spirit Seminars, and the Marion Conferences. She gave me many reflexology treatments and I would attempt to give her one. I moved to Missouri in 2006, and just lost touch with her. But I loved her like a mother.
Dear family of Agnes Karlin,
I knew your mom when we both lived in Oakley. I meet her through the Church. She was just a kindhearted, fun, intelligent, caring, loving, maybe a little stubborn beautiful woman. We attend many Church functions together including Life in the Spirit Seminars, and the Marion Conferences. She gave me many reflexology treatments and I would attempt to give her one. I moved to Missouri in 2006, and just lost touch with her. But I loved her like a mother.
A candle was lit by Lance & Brenda Hoopingarner and family
on June 27, 2017 1:49 PM
A candle was lit by Rex and Diane O'Brien and family
on June 27, 2017 1:02 PM
Message from Brett and Julie Zollinger
June 27, 2017 12:01 PM
Craig and family,
Our deepest sympathies at this difficult time.
-Brett and Julie Zollinger
Our deepest sympathies at this difficult time.
-Brett and Julie Zollinger
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