Marlene Kamm-Ellen

An ode to my beautiful Mimi, as she is now celebrating in heaven. Growing up 2 miles away, we went to her house often after school. Her house, my dream house, covered in vintage wallpaper and rainbow rugs- where josh and I would find "treasures" from the attic to take home. The smell of moth balls in the windows and fresh sliced ham on the holidays. The giant clown picture at the bottom of the stairs in the basement and the buzzing of bees around the yard. An ice rink in the backyard in the winter. The grand piano playing antique scrolls through the sound of the reconstructed vacuum engine. She kept a chair in the corner of the kitchen next to a wall lined with photos of all her grand kids. The woman who taught me how to call josh a dumb dumb in german: dummkopf. We spent days making puzzles at the kitchen table and learning how to drive the ride on lawn mower. Some days, I would leave school "sick" to watch shows at her house and eat her special honey toast. Everyone would try to be the first to her house when she would make her famous ground bologna. She even taught josh and I how to make it with her 100 year old meat grinder. From dancing to "The Macarena" and "In the Summertime" on the record player with all the cousins to looking through old black and white photo albums, we shared a lot of laughs. Happy memories and lots of love :hearts: I will think of you when I listen to your favorite hymn: O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout the universe displayed When through the woods, and forest glades I wander And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing He bled and died to take away my sin When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart Then I shall bow, in humble adoration And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"

Rest in peace ma. :pray::sparkling_heart::innocent::tulip::sunflower::rainbow: I will miss you every day. :disappointed_relieved:Cant wait until I see u again :kissing_heart::v:

Lisa Gregory lit a candle in memory of Marlene Charlotte Kamm-Ellen

Steve and I send our sympathy to my cousins in losing such a sweet precious mother and grandmother. She was always a kind aunt and we loved her dearly. I remember her laugh especially when our crazy Uncle Dave would tell us stories. Some I still remember to this day. Sing with the angels Aunt Mollie. You will be missed. Give my mom a hug for me and try to stay out of trouble! With so many of our aunts and uncles up there I am sure the angels have their hands full! We will see you again one day. Love and prayers to the family. Lana (& Steve) Bach