I remember Karen as a shy person with a great sense of humor. I was her friend in high school and then remember hearing not too many years later that she had died of lung cancer--even though she was never a smoker.
I remember Karen riding the school bus in grammer school and a little in High School. I remember her being such a wonderful human being with a great personality. Being a timid and shy guy myself I felt her friendliness and willingness to talk to me very special. I was shocked to hear she passed at such a early age.
Caren was a dear friend in high school and college. She was a very hard worker and achieved whatever goal she put her mind to. She was so proud of her '57 Chevy! She learned how to do a lot of the maintenance work on it herself and kept it shiny and in tip top condition. I was so sorry when she passed away but happy that I had a chance to talk to her not long before when she called me and we had a chance to catch up.
I went to Aptos School with Caren and we were friends there. Her sister was best buddies with my sister, Gaye. Caren and I only had P.E. together in high school, but where I really got to know and appreciate her great sense of humor was when we went to Cabrillo. We took a U.S. History class one summer there and happened to have the greatest professor. I regret that I cannot remember his name. We were beginning a study of the rise of Nazi-ism and one morning the teacher was late. After nearly 10 minutes we hear this stomping coming closer and closer. Our class was in a large tiered auditorium and echoed quite a bit. In "goose-stepped" our teacher dressed in full Nazi uniform with that weird little creepy mustache and the dark hair spread across his forehead. You could have heard a pin drop. Caren asked me, "Are we supposed to say 'Hiel ?' We both started laughing and "Adolf" just stared us down and scared us half to death. We didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Caren and I studied together during that summer and then the following year when we shared a couple more classes. She was getting married and we talked about wedding plans. I will never forget that special summer we shared. Thank you for your friendship, Caren.
Nancy Roark (DePuy)
I remember Karen as a shy person with a great sense of humor. I was her friend in high school and then remember hearing not too many years later that she had died of lung cancer--even though she was never a smoker.
Don Yamakuchi
I remember Karen riding the school bus in grammer school and a little in High School. I remember her being such a wonderful human being with a great personality. Being a timid and shy guy myself I felt her friendliness and willingness to talk to me very special. I was shocked to hear she passed at such a early age.
Sue Webber (Peterson)
Caren was a dear friend in high school and college. She was a very hard worker and achieved whatever goal she put her mind to. She was so proud of her '57 Chevy! She learned how to do a lot of the maintenance work on it herself and kept it shiny and in tip top condition. I was so sorry when she passed away but happy that I had a chance to talk to her not long before when she called me and we had a chance to catch up.
Karen Kelley (Lund)
I went to Aptos School with Caren and we were friends there. Her sister was best buddies with my sister, Gaye. Caren and I only had P.E. together in high school, but where I really got to know and appreciate her great sense of humor was when we went to Cabrillo. We took a U.S. History class one summer there and happened to have the greatest professor. I regret that I cannot remember his name. We were beginning a study of the rise of Nazi-ism and one morning the teacher was late. After nearly 10 minutes we hear this stomping coming closer and closer. Our class was in a large tiered auditorium and echoed quite a bit. In "goose-stepped" our teacher dressed in full Nazi uniform with that weird little creepy mustache and the dark hair spread across his forehead. You could have heard a pin drop. Caren asked me, "Are we supposed to say 'Hiel ?' We both started laughing and "Adolf" just stared us down and scared us half to death. We didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Caren and I studied together during that summer and then the following year when we shared a couple more classes. She was getting married and we talked about wedding plans. I will never forget that special summer we shared. Thank you for your friendship, Caren.