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Tuesday, March 23, 2021
I was sad to hear of the passing of Mrs. Lorenz. When I was growing up, our families would spend a lot of time together. My parents, Roger and Sandy Stuckmann, would often golf together, vacation, have dinner parties, or play bridge. The kids; Mike, Mark, Jeff, Scott and I, would also get together for family dinners, swimming in their pool, sledding, golfing at Kettle Moraine and the annual neighborhood trick or treat. We all went to school together too. At one of our family get-togethers, the kids all got the chicken pox. I think Jeff came home from school with it; and because we were all at the Lorenz house after school…. we all got it. Scott and Mark then, Mike and me (I think that was the order.) It was a great excuse for our moms to get together even more. I just remember having playdates with the chicken pox during the day! Anyhow, it was A LOT of fun growing up with the Lorenz family. I always remember Pat to be so much fun. She had a great way of telling stories – they were detailed and funny. She always told stories with enthusiasm and excitement. She was a great cook, and I always enjoyed going to the house for lunch or dinner. She also looked stunning ALL THE TIME! She had a beautiful smile, a fabulous style for clothes, hair and just a beautiful lady. I know she was truly passionate about all her kids and grandkids activities. I would run in to her from time to time at the grocery and she would update me on the family. Please know, she was an amazing lady and I am glad to have had the opportunity to know her. She will be dearly missed. Amy Stuckmann Wichert Here is a picture of my Pat, Howard and my mom Sandy. I will look for more
Louise Lambrecht posted a condolence
Friday, March 5, 2021
Pat joined our Friday Women’s Bible Study at Fox River Christian several years ago and soon became an important part of our group. Her firm faith and confidence in our Savior was an inspiration to all the ladies in our group. She will be sorely missed. Before and after her surgery we were blessed to stay connected to her by card or telephone. To say her grace and courage was great in the face of the aftermath of that surgery would be an understatement. I personally came to have deep affection for Pat as we became good friends and she was a constant source of encouragement to me as I guided the study each week. Again I must say how deeply missed Pat will be. But the memories of her quiet, sweet spirit will remain as we remember the special times spent in, prayer , study and song on Friday mornings. My heart goes out to you all and I will be praying you experience “ the peace that passes understanding” as God loves you through this time of loss and separation. Pleases take comfort. I, you all and her sisters in Christ will surely see her again. God bless. Louise Lambrecht
Bobbi Shanahan posted a condolence
Friday, March 5, 2021
I remember Pat and Howard from volunteering for the Channel 10 Auction many years ago. I did not know her well but she made a lasting impression on me. Please accept my condolences.
Family posted a condolence
Thursday, March 4, 2021
Thoughts from a son From skinned knees to broken hearts. Mom was the one you called on to fix and repair them all. It’s not to say that dad didn’t know how...... mom just did it best, you just always somehow felt better after receiving the attention of mom. Ask anyone who knew her and they will tell you, she had a servants heart. Along with moms caring heart came the ability to worry herself sick over even the smallest of curveballs life was known for throwing, and that went for anyone in mom’s life. What I will forever picture when thinking of my mother will certainly be the joy she got when entertaining at the house. Whether it was one of those many pool parties after a day of couples league golf, or the endless bridge nights.... she loved it! To hear mom’s laughter, you couldn’t help but smile yourself. The zest mom had for life was unparalleled. From the enjoyment traveling brought, to just allowing herself a few hours on a beautiful summers day to sit poolside with a book, her feet dunked in the water. Whatever it was mom made the most of it. Mom was in so many ways her sons light that will continue to shine until the day we meet again. From skinned knees to broken hearts, love you mom
Family posted a condolence
Thursday, March 4, 2021
More Memories of our Mom How do you write in a few paragraphs or even pages, what our mom has meant to us? It is impossible; a book is more in order. Mom wouldn’t have it. Her boys, Christmas, her family and her faith - these four things, among MANY others, meant so much to our mom. Mom also had several close friends, Sue Christiaasen being her best. My twin brother and I were born in January of 1969, me first, then five more grueling minutes for my mom waiting for Jeff to finally escape. It certainly wouldn’t be the last difficult moments my mom had with us, me in particular, but adding twins to the family just a few years after my older brother Mike was born, was a great joy for my mom. Not so much for Mike, at least at first. We all remember a story Mom would tell every chance she had about when the twins came from the hospital. Jeff had to stay at the hospital because of some health trouble, so only one of us came initially. Mike had one new baby in the house. Shortly thereafter, Jeff came home, so now there were two new babies in the house. Then, a few weeks later, one of my mom’s friends who had just had a baby herself, stopped in to say hello with her new baby. Well, you can imagine what Mike was thinking. Mom said Mike looked at the baby, then looked at her with an expression of, “another one, mom”? Poor Mike thought it would never end. Our mom would laugh and laugh, like she had never told that story before. In fact, she told the nurses that story the first day that they come to start hospice; she loved telling stories about her boys. One of the many, many great things that we will always remember about our mom was her love for laughter. Typically, she would be laughing so hard halfway through telling a joke or a story about one of us that she couldn’t finish it! Oh how we would laugh! Mom loved to laugh. Her love for laughter has made our lives better; oh how we love to laugh together. Thank you, Mom. We all had our own interests: Hunting, fishing, music, football, and on and on; Mom supported them all amazingly. In the late 90’s we had all caught the stock car racing bug. Well, Jeff caught it, then the rest of us followed including Mom, because, like normal, Mom was interested in anything her boys were interested in. Jeff built his first race car in 1998 and hoisted a championship trophy only a few years later. We continued to race for a few more years, and finally hung it up in 2005. Mom supported every effort over the years. We remember when she would make a meal for us every Saturday night during the race season. She would prepare the food ahead and have us take it with us to the track. Then she would drive to Lake Geneva to meet us after working a full Saturday at Marshall Field's, later Macy’s, in Wauwatosa. Mom was usually the best dressed woman wherever she went, but when she’d show up at Lake Geneva Raceway after work in a Dana Buchman or a St. John’s dress or suit, she was hard to miss. She’d sit in the stands with our girlfriends, daughter-in-laws, grandchildren, other family members and a variety of friends who would come from time to time. Mom would squeeze whosever leg was closest during Jeff’s races. Ask anyone who would sit on her right; their left thigh was usually pretty sore by the end of the night. She would often put her hands over her face and peak through her fingers when the race got close, like child peeking through their fingers watching a scary movie. After the races, she would walk across the track into the pit area to see us; everyone would say hi to mom, and typically thanking her for the food. Many were probably wondering how such a classy lady like our mom had raised three redneck boys like us. Amazingly, would be our answer. Thank you for always supporting us, Mom! Christmas was Mom’s time to shine. We’ll never forget how that time at our house made us all feel; we wished it could last all year. There were smells of Christmas cooking for weeks in advance. The Advent calendar, St. Nick’s gifts and nativity sets were some of the things you’d see at our house during Christmas. It was a lot of work for our parents. Poor dad would slave for weeks each night after work getting the 1,200+ Christmas lights on the tree in the family room, Jeff would take over after dad passed in 1995, it was just one many trees to come over the years. There was even a tree in the basement because people would end up downstairs playing pool at some point on Christmas Eve, and decorations had to be everywhere. Her latest addition was the Christopher Radko tree in the living room; Mom loved those Radko ornaments. I don’t remember how many ornaments are on that tree (she does, she wrote them all down for us, along with their value), but it is an amazingly beautiful tree. Christmas also meant dad singing in the choir at church on Christmas Eve, Mom’s homemade clam chowder, herring (um, yuck), homemade fudge and tons of homemade Christmas cookies. Our mom was a fabulous cook! Abbie, one Mom’s granddaughters, has decided to make copies of all of her recipes; that will be a monumental task! Mom would also make sure she had the same number of gifts or the same value for each of the boys, and ALWAYS went way overboard. She did that same thing for anyone who was part of our family during Christmas: girlfriends, then wives and grandchildren, it didn’t matter, she loved giving. She would even have gifts prepared for anyone who might stop by just to say hi on Christmas Eve, and for years it seemed like there was always someone. She made everyone feel a part of. I believe that the spirit of giving and helping people feel a part of has manifested in our own lives, mom is the reason why. Thank you, Mom. Family. Besides the boys, Mom has three daughters-in-law: Mike married Suzanne, Jeff married Susan and I married Diane. Mike and Suzanne were married in 1993 and had two girls, Abbie and Madison. How Mom adored those girls! Mom may have attended every dance competition and play that Madison was ever in and every soccer game Abbie ever played, even into college. Jeff’s daughter Samantha was actually the first child born to our family, and boy, did she get spoiled. Samantha was Grandma’s gem, Mom loved Samantha. Serena and Savannah were added to the family when Jeff married Susan in 2011; Mom loved having another set of twins in the family, and more girls! The girls were in grade school when Jeff and Susan met, and it seemed like only days before they were grown up and off to college. Mom was instantly close with them and involved in their lives throughout. Diane and I did not have children, but did add our golden retriever Lucy in 2012, and as Jeff says, she’s “more golden than retriever.” I don’t know who was more excited, Diane and I, or my mom. We all grew up with a golden, Tawney, and we missed her dearly when she died after a long life. Lucy was Mom’s chance to have another dog. Over the past eight years, Lucy had spent at least a day a week with “Grandma.” Over the past year, it was many more than that, and in the last month or so, every day. Over the years, Mom would drive over to our house, walk Lucy, then take her home for the day, mostly to swim during the summer months. Sometimes, even when it wasn’t her regular day, she would just come over to take her for a walk; she loved that dog. Mom would let Lucy do things she and Dad would never had let Tawney do, like swim in the pool, sleep on her bed, and in the last few weeks of her life, bring her up on the couch with her. Lucy always wanted to be next to her grandma. When we moved Mom to a small hospital bed in the last few days, Lucy spent the first day walking around the bed trying to figure out how to get onto the bed, there wasn’t much room. She finally realized she would have to abandon the bed for the floor, and she laid right beside her grandma, in the way most of the time, but unwilling to leave her post. She is going to miss her grandma. Mom, thank you for taking such good care of Lucy. Diane and I promise to walk her more and find a new place for her to swim; you’ve left big shoes for us to fill. Our mom’s faith grew tremendously over the last ten or more years of her life. Mom has always had faith, and she passed that faith on to us. She brought her boys up in church. We were all confirmed and became members of St. Mark’s; Mike and Suzanne still attend that church. Diane and I were married at Bridge Church in 2009; Mom really liked the church and started attending with us shortly thereafter. It didn’t take long for Mom to start volunteering at church and for everyone there to start loving our mom. Mom volunteered in the nursery for years, Mom loved babies! Through church, she also became part of an organization called “Safe Babies Healthy Families,” helping babies and mothers who were struggling. Mom also became involved with the women’s ministry, joining a weekly bible study with the girls from church. She became very close with them, even doing some traveling with them. They were prayer warriors, and we are so thankful for all they brought to our mom’s life; it meant so much to her and it has meant so much to us, thank you ladies. Even through Mom’s sickness, she would say, “We just have to trust God.” We remember her telling the surgeons after surgery, “I prayed for all of you.” She trusted God through it all. As we have been going through some of her spiritual things, we have found so many handwritten notes, prayers and verses. One of the notes we found was this: “Worry is a conversation you have with yourself about things you cannot change. Prayer is a conversation you have with God about things He can change.” That sounds like our Mom. Sometimes Mom and I would pray together, and we would remind each other what Paul wrote in Romans 8:28, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Mom loved God and was a great example of His purpose, “My commandment is this, Love each other as I have Loved you,” John 15:12. What an example of that she was. We know that we don’t know all things, but we all know this, we love our mom, our mom loves us, she loves Jesus and Jesus loves us all. We trust you Lord. We are saddened beyond words to lose our mom, but we trust You and we know she is finally home. Thank you for the time that you allowed her to be with us. We want to thank everyone who called, wrote, sent flowers, prayed for and visited our mom over the past year. Your love for our Mom has not only meant a great deal to her, but it has meant a great deal to us also. Thank you, God bless you all. We love you, Mom!
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Thursday, March 4, 2021