Elisabeth's birth certificateSaturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Photos of Elisabeth Kraftson - 1940s - 1960s
Harry & Betty
Elisabeth & Harry with their first-born, Raymond Kraftson
Mother with her three daughters Meredith, Connie, and Claudia
Mother at age 41 with her darling baby Claudia
Harry & Elisabeth with Claudia - how they loved each child!
Mother with her three daughters Meredith, Connie, and Claudia
Mother at age 41 with her darling baby Claudia
Harry & Elisabeth with Claudia - how they loved each child!
1957 - Elsie's 70th Birthday
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Photos of Elisabeth Kraftson - 1970s-80s
Tim & Sat's wedding - others from left to right are Claudia, Ralph & Meredith Stone, Mother, Randy, Fred & his wife, Connie
Elisabeth's parents, Raymond & Elsie Hallstrom
Glenn & Connie McDowell's wedding rehearsal dinner - 9/1//75
Elisabeth at Connie's wedding, speaking with Linda Boice
Family gathering at Granddad Hallstrom's funeral July 1979
Mother and daughter before Claudia's wedding to Dennis Brice, 12/22/79
Harry & Elisabeth, Claudia & Dennis, Joy & Dennis Brice
1983 - Dennis with Nathanael, Elisabeth & Harry, baby Mark
1983 - with Nathanael at Cardiff Castle
Nathanael's 5th birthday at Hunter's Run with Aunt Connie & Granddad & Grandmother Kraftson
1988 - Harry & Elisabeth at Taiwan Aboriginal Park
Mother always loved to swing!
Glenn & Connie McDowell's wedding rehearsal dinner - 9/1//75
Elisabeth at Connie's wedding, speaking with Linda Boice
Family gathering at Granddad Hallstrom's funeral July 1979
Mother and daughter before Claudia's wedding to Dennis Brice, 12/22/79
Harry & Elisabeth, Claudia & Dennis, Joy & Dennis Brice
1983 - Dennis with Nathanael, Elisabeth & Harry, baby Mark
1983 - with Nathanael at Cardiff Castle
Nathanael's 5th birthday at Hunter's Run with Aunt Connie & Granddad & Grandmother Kraftson
1988 - Harry & Elisabeth at Taiwan Aboriginal Park
Mother always loved to swing!
1981 - Elisabeth with Claudia's first born, Nathanael
April 1989 - Elisabeth & Harry arriving at their surprise 50th Anniversary Party at DCCS
Elisabeth in the stateroom of the Alaska Cruise ship (gift from children for 50th anniversary)
April 1989 - Elisabeth & Harry arriving at their surprise 50th Anniversary Party at DCCS
Elisabeth in the stateroom of the Alaska Cruise ship (gift from children for 50th anniversary)
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Photos of Elisabeth Kraftson - 1990s on
Anna's wedding to Mike Hogue in Traverse City, Michigan August 1992
Mom & Dad - his last year - she lovingly cared for him through his Alzheimers journey
Mother & Dad with their 5 children, Claudia, Connie, Meredith, Tim, Randy
Dad's funeral at QPRC - December, 1994 - Mother with all her children & grandchildren
6/2002 - Meg's wedding - Bea, Elisabeth, and Ed Kraftson, and Jim Martindale. E., Bea, and Jim were the Kraftson in-laws - married to the 3 children of Aaron & Christiana Hartman Kraftson: Harry, Edward, and Mary Alice
Mother worried about Randy riding a motorcycle
2003 - Mother with 4 of her children, Tim, Meredith, Connie & Claudia
Mother with family at McDowell's 2004
2004 - Mom on her bike in Quarryville, age 88
Age 89 - her last year of riding
6/2002 - Meg's wedding - Bea, Elisabeth, and Ed Kraftson, and Jim Martindale. E., Bea, and Jim were the Kraftson in-laws - married to the 3 children of Aaron & Christiana Hartman Kraftson: Harry, Edward, and Mary Alice
Mother worried about Randy riding a motorcycle
2003 - Mother with 4 of her children, Tim, Meredith, Connie & Claudia
Mother with family at McDowell's 2004
2004 - Mom on her bike in Quarryville, age 88
Age 89 - her last year of riding
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Thanks to Mother's QPRC Friends!
We would like to warmly thank and acknowledge those of you who were able to attend Elisabeth's memorial service! Thank you for well representing her many friends at QPRC.
QPRC resident and staff attendees:
Lou Klauder
Robert & Faye Liken
Bob & Janet Lutz
Barbara Peters
Stephen & Jeanne Phillips
Wendell & Trudi Rockey
Sax Wyatt (A/V)
Bob Scott
Ruthann Reppert (mother of Lesley Powell)
Barbara Anne Rich
Earl & Marion Pinckney
Betty Andrews
John & LaVon Buswell
Earl & Gladys Craggs
Dorothy Lancaster
May Bird
Dorothy Lemmert
Bill & Elsie Thornton
Greg Donovan
Vinnie Smith
Dottie Copper
Ruth Kantor
Mathilda White
Betty Landry
Dot Hostetter
Jo Ferguson
We also want to acknowledge mother's dear friend Gloria Tilton who was there in spirit (laid up from a bad car accident)
QPRC resident and staff attendees:
Lou Klauder
Robert & Faye Liken
Bob & Janet Lutz
Barbara Peters
Stephen & Jeanne Phillips
Wendell & Trudi Rockey
Sax Wyatt (A/V)
Bob Scott
Ruthann Reppert (mother of Lesley Powell)
Barbara Anne Rich
Earl & Marion Pinckney
Betty Andrews
John & LaVon Buswell
Earl & Gladys Craggs
Dorothy Lancaster
May Bird
Dorothy Lemmert
Bill & Elsie Thornton
Greg Donovan
Vinnie Smith
Dottie Copper
Ruth Kantor
Mathilda White
Betty Landry
Dot Hostetter
Jo Ferguson
We also want to acknowledge mother's dear friend Gloria Tilton who was there in spirit (laid up from a bad car accident)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Remembrance by Ralph Stone, son-in-law
In June 2003 we had a family reunion in a state park in Ohio, and in a conversation near the end of our time together, my brother-in-law Tim referred to Mother as “the matriarch”. What really startled me was Tim’s referring to her in such an impersonal way. This was a household and family where the established order went against even referring to Mother in the third person as “she”!
Yet, as quickly as that thought raced across my mind, it became obvious; Mother, in fact, led our family. She quietly led as the sort of servant-leader that the apostle Paul refers to, “Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.” Paul continues on in that passage from Philippians, explaining that this was how Jesus Christ led, taking upon himself the form of a servant.
That was how Mother led. Probably all of us here will think of many times in our experiences with her in which she put your interests first, making you the center of the conversation, and the center of her interest.
Mother knew the Lord Jesus Christ and lived in faith in him. And she led in the manner of Jesus Christ, counting us all as more significant than herself. So, now we each in this day will continue to serve her Lord and ours, but we miss that strong, quiet presence, the beautifully feminine smile and laugh….. We miss Mother,…. Elisabeth,…… faithful servant of Jesus Christ.
Yet, as quickly as that thought raced across my mind, it became obvious; Mother, in fact, led our family. She quietly led as the sort of servant-leader that the apostle Paul refers to, “Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.” Paul continues on in that passage from Philippians, explaining that this was how Jesus Christ led, taking upon himself the form of a servant.
That was how Mother led. Probably all of us here will think of many times in our experiences with her in which she put your interests first, making you the center of the conversation, and the center of her interest.
Mother knew the Lord Jesus Christ and lived in faith in him. And she led in the manner of Jesus Christ, counting us all as more significant than herself. So, now we each in this day will continue to serve her Lord and ours, but we miss that strong, quiet presence, the beautifully feminine smile and laugh….. We miss Mother,…. Elisabeth,…… faithful servant of Jesus Christ.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Remembrance by Anna Elisabeth Kraftson
Hello, My name is Anna Elisabeth Kraftson. I am one of the 7 women named after my grandmother including Meredith Jane, Constance Elisabeth, Laurel Elisabeth, Audrey Elisabeth, Anna (Anya) Elisabeth, and Elisabeth Jane.
The stories and memories about my grandmother are vast and expansive ranging from multiple holidays spent at my grandparents’ Malin Road home getting into mischief with the Stones….traveling to the Tetons as well as family reunions complete with competitive spoon tournaments and canoe football (please do not ask).
However, I’d like to share with you one of my earliest memories of my grandmother. In the summer of 1983, my parents took my brother, Andrew, and I to go see Return of the Jedi. For some strange reason, I began having nightmares that Jabba the Hut was going to consume me. It was about this time that my grandparents came out to visit. Bedtime always was a struggle for me, but now my poor parents had an even greater battle with getting me and keeping me in bed.
During their stay, my grandmother sat with me every night while I fought sleep. She had a rather unconventional, yet very soothing, approach to comforting me. As I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling, my grandmother rubbed my belly with Ben-Gay, fed me apple slices, and read Psalms 23 to me. I remember softly repeating the King James Version with her. Eventually, every night I fell asleep peacefully.
It is such a simple story that truly doesn’t do my grandmother’s legacy justice, but in those moments my grandmother taught me two lessons: I always can seek comfort in the arms of God for the smallest and largest of things because God is there and always present. The second lesson I learned is that people can be a tangible expression of God’s love on Earth and that is clear in my Grandmother’s actions with her husband, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Now when I am kept up at night worrying about my fears, I think back to my grandmother’s soft-soothing fingertips and begin repeating “The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want.”
I love you Grandmother so very much.
The stories and memories about my grandmother are vast and expansive ranging from multiple holidays spent at my grandparents’ Malin Road home getting into mischief with the Stones….traveling to the Tetons as well as family reunions complete with competitive spoon tournaments and canoe football (please do not ask).
However, I’d like to share with you one of my earliest memories of my grandmother. In the summer of 1983, my parents took my brother, Andrew, and I to go see Return of the Jedi. For some strange reason, I began having nightmares that Jabba the Hut was going to consume me. It was about this time that my grandparents came out to visit. Bedtime always was a struggle for me, but now my poor parents had an even greater battle with getting me and keeping me in bed.
During their stay, my grandmother sat with me every night while I fought sleep. She had a rather unconventional, yet very soothing, approach to comforting me. As I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling, my grandmother rubbed my belly with Ben-Gay, fed me apple slices, and read Psalms 23 to me. I remember softly repeating the King James Version with her. Eventually, every night I fell asleep peacefully.
It is such a simple story that truly doesn’t do my grandmother’s legacy justice, but in those moments my grandmother taught me two lessons: I always can seek comfort in the arms of God for the smallest and largest of things because God is there and always present. The second lesson I learned is that people can be a tangible expression of God’s love on Earth and that is clear in my Grandmother’s actions with her husband, children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Now when I am kept up at night worrying about my fears, I think back to my grandmother’s soft-soothing fingertips and begin repeating “The Lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want.”
I love you Grandmother so very much.
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