In Memory

Kay Whitcomb (Puppe)

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11/23/10 02:00 PM #1    

Carroll Rasch


She was born Kathleen Louise Whitcomb on Feb. 6, 1943, in Minot, N.D. to Delmar
and Esther Whitcomb. She was raised in Minot where she worked at Trinity Hospital
part time. She attended Minot High School where she graduated in 1961. On Feb. 13,
1962, she was married to Rodney Puppe in California. They were married for 24 years.
On Aug. 20, 1963, she gave birth to the first of 2 children, Paul Rodney Puppe in
Oakland, CA. After moving to Washington state she gave birth to her daughter,
Kristine Kaye Puppe on Oct. 13, 1966, in Tacoma, WA. She was a dedicated mother
and homemaker. While raising 2 children, she found pleasure in sewing, canning,
macrame, needlepoint, gardening, as well as leather working and decorating the family
home in University Place. In 1975 she found the joy of making pottery at Tacoma
Community College for which she later earned a degree at the University of Puget
Sound. She made her pottery and sold it thru various stores and art shows throughout
Washington and Oregon for many years. One of her other joys in life was making quilts
and clothes for her family members and friends. She later sold many quilts thru several
stores. When she died on July 11, 1997, she was survived by her close friend and
companion of many years, Les Miller. She is also survived by a sister, Marilys Owens;
brother, James Whitcomb; son, Paul Puppe; daughter, Kristine Greene; as well as 8
grandchildren. Graveside services were held July 14, 1997, at Mt. View Memorial
Park in the Sacred Rose Garden.

03/01/11 07:22 PM #2    

Margaret Luchsinger (Salsbury)

I worked with Kay at Trinity Hospital everyday after school from 4:30 to 7:00!  We would change into our white uniform dresses and white shoes, to work in the kitchen, preparing food trays for the patients.  Working together, all during our high school years, we had a special friendship.  Lots of stories and shared experiences, and laughs.  After work we walked to the Minot Public Library together, and began our homework.  One eventful day, right in front of the library, as we walked along, some of the local "hoodlums" came up behind us, and hit us on the head, at least that was where my blow landed.  It knocked me down, my books and papers everywhere.  The culprits ran, and peering up, I saw Kay running up the Library steps, looking back, telling me to run.  I guess I was still down.  Very shaken, I called my dad, who came immediately to get me.  He drove around that area for what seemed like an hour, looking for those guys, determined to have me identify them.  I'm glad he never found them!    

When I learned Kay's death, all of those memories came flooding back.  Vivid, was the memory when we were "set upon" and attacked in front of the public library.  Imagine that!  In Minot!!  I think we were sophomores at the time.   Margaret

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