Our Family History
Frank Warren Weithofer
1918 - 1987 (69 years)-
Name Frank Warren Weithofer [1, 2, 3] Birth 18 Sep 1918 Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA 
[1] Gender Male Death 8 Oct 1987 Cincinnati, Hamilton, Ohio, USA [1] Burial St Bernard, Hamilton, Ohio, USA
- St Marys Cemetery
Person ID I9405 Branches and Roots Last Modified 13 Feb 2026
Family Marian Rita Conarchy, b. 25 Jan 1920, Chicago, Cook, Illinois, USA d. 23 Feb 2016, Cincinnati, Hamilton, Ohio, USA (Age 96 years) Marriage 23 Jun 1945 Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA - St Sebastian
St Sebastian
Notes
Married by Father Joseph Carrol, SJ who was a boyhood friend of Kyran Conarchy from Dublin, Ireland. Marriage witnesses were Rosemary Lane & Angela Conarchy. The Best Man was Arnold Ehlinger.
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Letter from Verne Ranft to Kyran, Bill and Jane Conarchy dated June 25, 1945
Marian's and Warren's wedding was just perfect. The day was vastly different than yours, Jane Marie. I shall never forget our icy cold apartment at five am the morn of January 3rd. At five thirty last Saturday morning it was 71. Ir must have been 80 or better by the time we (Jack and I in company with the Kearney family) arrived at St. Sebastian's. By the middle of the afternoon it felt like 95 - I'm sure it was, for it was awfully hot.
Marian was a lovely bride. Her gown was of beautiful white lace with long tight sleeves a sweetheart neck. (Bud and Bill - that's sort of squarish in out with a dip in the center - I'm sure you'll get the idea.) She wore a long white tulle veil. Rosemary and Angela were just darling in their pale pink silk net dresses over taffeta. All three dresses had tight bodices and very full skirts. R's and A's dresses had long tight sleeves, same as the bride's. There were two rows of pink insertion (sort of silk embroidery on net) in the upper part of the pink shirts. They carried bouquets of spring and summer flowers, blue of the deepest hue bachelor buttons, pink roses and many, many other flowers - tied with a green satin bow. The bride carried a white shower bouquet of gardenias and other lovely blooms.
Jack and I arrived at the Kearney home at 7 am for Peggy said "we'd take off" at 7:15. We finally got going at 7:55 and, with God's help and Larry's driving, we arrived at the church about ten after ten. The bridal party was in the vestibule just getting started for the trip down the aisle. An usher asked me whether we were friends of the C's or the W's, and Jack and I started down the side aisle with him (the white carpet had already been laid down the center aisle) and he was all for seating us right back of your Mother and Jackie and Lois, when we thought we'd better sit back a few pews with the other folks.
The music was beautiful - the church flooded with sunlight - there were two huge baskets of white flowers on the alter floor as well as lovely green ferns. Father Carroll said the Mass and tied the knot and, as I told him at the reception in the afternoon, he did a bang-up job for I've never known any couple, and this includes Jane Marie and Bob, who were prayed over quite so much and so well as you Conarchy gals. The two center aisles of the church were packed - everyone in light clothes - and many were the good wishes bestowed upon the happy pair in the vestibule after the ceremony.
Your Mother wore the best looking print dress - made by Marian - and a very smart and becoming blue hat. Lois had a darling voile or some other soft cotton print - also made by Marian, with a little headband of the dress material with white flowers at either end. She is such a sweet youngster. Jackie was all licked up just like a freshly scrubbed little boy. Your Dad was his usual happy self, dressed in his best Sunday blue suit. We told him that he's getting to be an old hand at this job of giving his daughters away.
I saw your Mother wipe her eyes a couple of times during Mass but right after Mass was over and the bridal party had left the altar, that wonderful Dad of yours remembered to say something very funny to your Mother so that she was all smiles, even giggling a little, as she came down the aisle. What a guy my Uncle Kyran is!
There was a wedding breakfast for the immediate families at the Plankington and in honor of the happy event, and 'cause she was in the bridal party, Angela was permitted her first drink. I think she told me she had a Martini. The Kearneys, Jacobsons (Marcella, Howard, Joan and Helen Marie) and the Ranfts dropped by at your home for a minute, as Peggy wanted to drop off a package there, and I found your Aunt Margene in one of the bedrooms changing from her goood-looking light blue wool suit to a silk print dress and from that moment 'til we left for home, in company with the Jacobsons this time, Margene never stopped. She seemed to be doing something all the time and was everywhere at the same time. How fortunate your Mother is to have such a swell sister and you kids to have such a perfectly marvelous person for an aunt.
We then drove downtown (after waiting a while on the front porch while Messrs. Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson followed your Dad's advice and dropped into your basement bar for a short snorter) and I phoned the Schroeder where Florence and Les Cook, also Aunt Fan and Miriam, who we had all seen at the wedding, were registered. I thought it would be more fun if we all had lunch together. Loretta and Francis Callahan also came up on the 7:30 Northwestern train that morning - the Cooks, Aunt Fan and M. came up Friday nite. While waiting for a table at the English Room of the Pfister, I spied Senators Callahan and Cook at - of all places! - the bar. We tried to get them to join us at luncheon but no go - they had promised to go back to the Schroeder to join their ladies. They did - sometime later. Need I add that the Senators were joined at said bar by Congressman Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson while their ladies were toying with the menus. We really had a jolly gang and spent a very delightful hour and a half there.
Jane Marie, you may or may not know that I did a bit of shopping the day of your wedding - as a matter of fact, Reel's insisted upon opening an account for him. I got the best looking blackknit suit there and black cepe dress. We started on another shopping expedition Saturday but somehow lacked the enthusiasm of the January trip because of the soaring temperature, I guess. The three Congressmen came along but you may be sure found some "spot" down an alley while Marcella, Joan and I were in some of the shops and Peggy, Patsy and Helen Marie in others. Patsy wanted a new blouse to wear yesterday at a cocktail party given rof Bill Cullerton and Elaine Stephen to whom he's going to be united in holy matrimony come Saturday. She didn't find anything suitable but I found a good-looking summer purse.
While at breakfast yesterday morning, Jack told me that after he, Jake and Larry had paid for the drinks they consumed at the little "spot" down the alley (I believe your fond pater knows the place) they had a little talk with the barkeep and he agreed to let them sign a tab for 9 or 10 lunchs, 15 drinks and some other items, totaling afound $18.00 which said barkeep agreed to present to your pater on his very next visit to this den of iniquity. Boys will be boys.
We returned to your home around three for the wedding reception and found the place overflowing with people. Your home is so attractive and was shined up from stem to stern. Jane Marie, wait 'til you see the grand job your Mother did on the front porch. She made curtains, cover for the daybed and cushions for every chair of a most attracitve pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive yet practical material. At the very top over those little panes of glass she has a pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive. She could go out any time as an interior decorator after that job. There were lovely peonies a blooming on the front lawn - a gorgeous deep red shade - and in the house they were everywhere, the latter Warren's Mother told me came from his Grandmother's garden. Grandma, by the way, was at the wedding and is surely a very spry little lady for her ninety years. I was surprised to find Warren's parents so young looking and later in the afternoon, after the reception guests had gone, I took his Dad downstairs to the bar and introduced him, adding, of course, that he wasn't Warren's brother but his Dad.
The same cateress presided over Marian's wedding as yours, Jane Marie, and she is a most capable person and the hors douevres were many and so delicious. Also, there were little square cakes and petits fours, nuts and mints, to say nothing of a huge bowl of the best punch. A wedding cake to be sure.
Too (there's so much to tell you guys) there was a candid camera photographer at the church and a different one at the reception. Upon taking a shot of Jack and Jake in front of the church, I inquired what paper he was from and he said "Life Magazine!"
Among the Chicago contingent there were, in addition to the folks already mentioned, the Barrett family (four in number) of River Forest - Theresa and Frank Rice, on of their daughters and her husband and baby boy, also their daughter-in-law and her two adorable little boys, aged three and four - born in Pearl Harbor, I heard someone say. Regardless of their birthplace, they are darlings. Betty and Francis Walsh arrived in the afternoon - Uncle Clem Lane of - whatever is the name of his newspaper (anyhoo it's one of the less important ones in Chicago!) - Mabel, Florence, Bill and Lillian Phelan also came up in the afternoon - Mrs. Vanderweil and daughter Marian were on hand for the church ceremony but M. had to go home on a 1:15 train because of having worked all the previous day and nite on a case and having to return to duty Saturday nite. Mr. V. came up around 6. Captain Kyran Vincent Phelan (Chicago Police Dept.) arrived about 8:30 pm - couldn't get away from his busy post any earlier - Mrs. Gray (also was Sis O'Toole, a friend of your Dad's from way back).
Among the Milwaukee folks I had nice visits with were Mrs. Clark (isn't she a peach?) and her two daughters, as well as niece Betty Finan from Chicago. Betty, by the way, said that if her hubby doesn't come home soon from overseas, she is going over there. Guess he's in Europe. She is still with Douglas Aircraft in Park Ridge and likes her job very much - said it is entirely different work than what she did with the Chicago Tribune. Just as she was leaving, I saw Mrs. O'Brien, Bob's Mother, her daughter, daughter-in-law and little grandon who was so very ill when Jane Marie and Bob were married. he is far from being a ill little boy now; had loads of pep and was running up and down the front terrace. Had a very nice visit with Bob's Mother who mentioned more than once how happy you two are. Sh's a mighty fine looking woman and it's easy to understand why you've such a handsome husband, Jane Marie, after seeing his Mom.
While out on the lawn aside you home (it was really frightfully hot inside due to the great many people) I happened to spy a lady - the dowager type, if you know what I mean, coming down the street all dressed up in a long black lace dinner dress - white gloves, of course, and hat. I thought now that gal really got herself dressed for this reception. Saw her leave about half an hour later. Who she was, I don't know, but I'm sure she must have been a Falk, Schlinger, Pabst or Astorbilt.
The Kearney's had to leave early - around 5 or 5:30 as they had to attend another wedding reception in Oak Park - that of Bobbie Donnelley, school friend ot Pat's, also her parents and Pegy and Larry have been friends for yars and yars. Pat's friends are surley leaving spinsterhood behind, for another gal, Jean Strenning, was married middle of last week, and Elaine Stephen this coming Saturday. It was Pat who inrtoduced her Bill Culerton. Bill Cullerton certainly is a good catch - am wondering if that ever occurred to Pat.
Bill - Bing Crosby is going to tour the South Pacific this Fall - sponsored by the Navy. Hope you get to see him. He's my pet entertainer.
Never have I seen such a gorgeous display of wedding gifts. These included
2 lamps - beautiful table ones
3 large mirrors
3 wool blankets (one was from Jo Bryant & Nellie Gatrell Gunther of Evanston) (Marian also received a lovely wool blanket from the Rice gals at the shower given by your Aunt Margen.)
2 settings of her Sterling Sliverware - one from Jane Marie and Bob and the other from the Barretts of River Forest
Sterling silver dish - very beautiful too - from Mr. and Mrs. Prinz
Glass perfume tray and bottles from Kearney family
Carved walnut 18th Century shadow box. ( Boys, in case you don't know what this is it's about 9" x 12 or 13", has two shelves and is framed like a picture and can be used to hang on the wall and hold treasured pieces of china or glass or plants - it's really a lovely gift - from the Jacobsons)
Glass vases and cake and sandwich trays of every description - some of the vases were in pairs, others singletons
Table linen
A set of dishes - Franciscan Pottery in a rose shade - consisting of dinner plates, salads, cups and saucers, vegetable bowl and platter - service for 8 - from the Ranfts of Oak Park
A pair of flower prints, attractively framed
Lace table cloth
Sterling salt and pepper shakers
Beautiful walnut living room table (for a lamp) from Marian's office gang
1 table setting of her china which is the "Mountain Laurel" pattern, by Franciscan.
The dishes Jack and I gave her are Franciscan Pottery - different pattern to be sure and much more durable than china- they're for everyday use and Marian I'm sure will let you dry these but not the china.)
Towels of every description
A War Bond
Those who hadn't seen your home before simply raved about it. Really if one had a million dollars they couldn't ask for a nicer view - from the beautiful park across the street and Washington Blvd. just a few steps away. There were pink geranium in bloom in boxes outside the dining room windows.
I did mention, didn't I, that there was "wet goods" of most every kind in the basement? When cousin Kyran Vincent Phelan arrived about 8:30 pm someone overheard your Dad thank him for the five bottles of extra good stuff which he had sent up earlier by his brother Bill.
About 6:30 a buffet supper was served to about 30 or more who remained after the "reception hours" and what a feast that was! There was baked ham, which makes my mouth water even now when I think of it - baked beans which were a "poem" - lobster salad - potato and vegetable salads - releshes - cold cuts including the best liverwurst I've ever tasted - coffee - cakes and more cakes - and such scads of food. Your Mother told me that the salads were made and delivered by Schuster's; the cateress made the hors doeuvres. Who made the delicious little cakes, I don't know. The temperature had dropped some by evening and our appetites returned. It was so warm during the reception that folks didn't eat as much as they did at your wedding, Jane Marie, or drink either, altho' the punch was so good.
The bride and groom left a little after five on, I'm told, a fishing trip. They said they'd return in about a week.
Your Aunt Margene told me a couple of weeks ago about their apartment which is near 58th and North Avenue. She said it was just darling and furnished like a model apartment one sees in the department stores.
Married by Father Joseph Carrol, SJ who was a boyhood friend of Kyran Conarchy from Dublin, Ireland. Marriage witnesses were Rosemary Lane & Angela Conarchy. The Best Man was Arnold Ehlinger.
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Letter from Verne Ranft to Kyran, Bill and Jane Conarchy dated June 25, 1945
Marian's and Warren's wedding was just perfect. The day was vastly different than yours, Jane Marie. I shall never forget our icy cold apartment at five am the morn of January 3rd. At five thirty last Saturday morning it was 71. Ir must have been 80 or better by the time we (Jack and I in company with the Kearney family) arrived at St. Sebastian's. By the middle of the afternoon it felt like 95 - I'm sure it was, for it was awfully hot.
Marian was a lovely bride. Her gown was of beautiful white lace with long tight sleeves a sweetheart neck. (Bud and Bill - that's sort of squarish in out with a dip in the center - I'm sure you'll get the idea.) She wore a long white tulle veil. Rosemary and Angela were just darling in their pale pink silk net dresses over taffeta. All three dresses had tight bodices and very full skirts. R's and A's dresses had long tight sleeves, same as the bride's. There were two rows of pink insertion (sort of silk embroidery on net) in the upper part of the pink shirts. They carried bouquets of spring and summer flowers, blue of the deepest hue bachelor buttons, pink roses and many, many other flowers - tied with a green satin bow. The bride carried a white shower bouquet of gardenias and other lovely blooms.
Jack and I arrived at the Kearney home at 7 am for Peggy said "we'd take off" at 7:15. We finally got going at 7:55 and, with God's help and Larry's driving, we arrived at the church about ten after ten. The bridal party was in the vestibule just getting started for the trip down the aisle. An usher asked me whether we were friends of the C's or the W's, and Jack and I started down the side aisle with him (the white carpet had already been laid down the center aisle) and he was all for seating us right back of your Mother and Jackie and Lois, when we thought we'd better sit back a few pews with the other folks.
The music was beautiful - the church flooded with sunlight - there were two huge baskets of white flowers on the alter floor as well as lovely green ferns. Father Carroll said the Mass and tied the knot and, as I told him at the reception in the afternoon, he did a bang-up job for I've never known any couple, and this includes Jane Marie and Bob, who were prayed over quite so much and so well as you Conarchy gals. The two center aisles of the church were packed - everyone in light clothes - and many were the good wishes bestowed upon the happy pair in the vestibule after the ceremony.
Your Mother wore the best looking print dress - made by Marian - and a very smart and becoming blue hat. Lois had a darling voile or some other soft cotton print - also made by Marian, with a little headband of the dress material with white flowers at either end. She is such a sweet youngster. Jackie was all licked up just like a freshly scrubbed little boy. Your Dad was his usual happy self, dressed in his best Sunday blue suit. We told him that he's getting to be an old hand at this job of giving his daughters away.
I saw your Mother wipe her eyes a couple of times during Mass but right after Mass was over and the bridal party had left the altar, that wonderful Dad of yours remembered to say something very funny to your Mother so that she was all smiles, even giggling a little, as she came down the aisle. What a guy my Uncle Kyran is!
There was a wedding breakfast for the immediate families at the Plankington and in honor of the happy event, and 'cause she was in the bridal party, Angela was permitted her first drink. I think she told me she had a Martini. The Kearneys, Jacobsons (Marcella, Howard, Joan and Helen Marie) and the Ranfts dropped by at your home for a minute, as Peggy wanted to drop off a package there, and I found your Aunt Margene in one of the bedrooms changing from her goood-looking light blue wool suit to a silk print dress and from that moment 'til we left for home, in company with the Jacobsons this time, Margene never stopped. She seemed to be doing something all the time and was everywhere at the same time. How fortunate your Mother is to have such a swell sister and you kids to have such a perfectly marvelous person for an aunt.
We then drove downtown (after waiting a while on the front porch while Messrs. Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson followed your Dad's advice and dropped into your basement bar for a short snorter) and I phoned the Schroeder where Florence and Les Cook, also Aunt Fan and Miriam, who we had all seen at the wedding, were registered. I thought it would be more fun if we all had lunch together. Loretta and Francis Callahan also came up on the 7:30 Northwestern train that morning - the Cooks, Aunt Fan and M. came up Friday nite. While waiting for a table at the English Room of the Pfister, I spied Senators Callahan and Cook at - of all places! - the bar. We tried to get them to join us at luncheon but no go - they had promised to go back to the Schroeder to join their ladies. They did - sometime later. Need I add that the Senators were joined at said bar by Congressman Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson while their ladies were toying with the menus. We really had a jolly gang and spent a very delightful hour and a half there.
Jane Marie, you may or may not know that I did a bit of shopping the day of your wedding - as a matter of fact, Reel's insisted upon opening an account for him. I got the best looking blackknit suit there and black cepe dress. We started on another shopping expedition Saturday but somehow lacked the enthusiasm of the January trip because of the soaring temperature, I guess. The three Congressmen came along but you may be sure found some "spot" down an alley while Marcella, Joan and I were in some of the shops and Peggy, Patsy and Helen Marie in others. Patsy wanted a new blouse to wear yesterday at a cocktail party given rof Bill Cullerton and Elaine Stephen to whom he's going to be united in holy matrimony come Saturday. She didn't find anything suitable but I found a good-looking summer purse.
While at breakfast yesterday morning, Jack told me that after he, Jake and Larry had paid for the drinks they consumed at the little "spot" down the alley (I believe your fond pater knows the place) they had a little talk with the barkeep and he agreed to let them sign a tab for 9 or 10 lunchs, 15 drinks and some other items, totaling afound $18.00 which said barkeep agreed to present to your pater on his very next visit to this den of iniquity. Boys will be boys.
We returned to your home around three for the wedding reception and found the place overflowing with people. Your home is so attractive and was shined up from stem to stern. Jane Marie, wait 'til you see the grand job your Mother did on the front porch. She made curtains, cover for the daybed and cushions for every chair of a most attracitve pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive yet practical material. At the very top over those little panes of glass she has a pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive. She could go out any time as an interior decorator after that job. There were lovely peonies a blooming on the front lawn - a gorgeous deep red shade - and in the house they were everywhere, the latter Warren's Mother told me came from his Grandmother's garden. Grandma, by the way, was at the wedding and is surely a very spry little lady for her ninety years. I was surprised to find Warren's parents so young looking and later in the afternoon, after the reception guests had gone, I took his Dad downstairs to the bar and introduced him, adding, of course, that he wasn't Warren's brother but his Dad.
The same cateress presided over Marian's wedding as yours, Jane Marie, and she is a most capable person and the hors douevres were many and so delicious. Also, there were little square cakes and petits fours, nuts and mints, to say nothing of a huge bowl of the best punch. A wedding cake to be sure.
Too (there's so much to tell you guys) there was a candid camera photographer at the church and a different one at the reception. Upon taking a shot of Jack and Jake in front of the church, I inquired what paper he was from and he said "Life Magazine!"
Among the Chicago contingent there were, in addition to the folks already mentioned, the Barrett family (four in number) of River Forest - Theresa and Frank Rice, on of their daughters and her husband and baby boy, also their daughter-in-law and her two adorable little boys, aged three and four - born in Pearl Harbor, I heard someone say. Regardless of their birthplace, they are darlings. Betty and Francis Walsh arrived in the afternoon - Uncle Clem Lane of - whatever is the name of his newspaper (anyhoo it's one of the less important ones in Chicago!) - Mabel, Florence, Bill and Lillian Phelan also came up in the afternoon - Mrs. Vanderweil and daughter Marian were on hand for the church ceremony but M. had to go home on a 1:15 train because of having worked all the previous day and nite on a case and having to return to duty Saturday nite. Mr. V. came up around 6. Captain Kyran Vincent Phelan (Chicago Police Dept.) arrived about 8:30 pm - couldn't get away from his busy post any earlier - Mrs. Gray (also was Sis O'Toole, a friend of your Dad's from way back).
Among the Milwaukee folks I had nice visits with were Mrs. Clark (isn't she a peach?) and her two daughters, as well as niece Betty Finan from Chicago. Betty, by the way, said that if her hubby doesn't come home soon from overseas, she is going over there. Guess he's in Europe. She is still with Douglas Aircraft in Park Ridge and likes her job very much - said it is entirely different work than what she did with the Chicago Tribune. Just as she was leaving, I saw Mrs. O'Brien, Bob's Mother, her daughter, daughter-in-law and little grandon who was so very ill when Jane Marie and Bob were married. he is far from being a ill little boy now; had loads of pep and was running up and down the front terrace. Had a very nice visit with Bob's Mother who mentioned more than once how happy you two are. Sh's a mighty fine looking woman and it's easy to understand why you've such a handsome husband, Jane Marie, after seeing his Mom.
While out on the lawn aside you home (it was really frightfully hot inside due to the great many people) I happened to spy a lady - the dowager type, if you know what I mean, coming down the street all dressed up in a long black lace dinner dress - white gloves, of course, and hat. I thought now that gal really got herself dressed for this reception. Saw her leave about half an hour later. Who she was, I don't know, but I'm sure she must have been a Falk, Schlinger, Pabst or Astorbilt.
The Kearney's had to leave early - around 5 or 5:30 as they had to attend another wedding reception in Oak Park - that of Bobbie Donnelley, school friend ot Pat's, also her parents and Pegy and Larry have been friends for yars and yars. Pat's friends are surley leaving spinsterhood behind, for another gal, Jean Strenning, was married middle of last week, and Elaine Stephen this coming Saturday. It was Pat who inrtoduced her Bill Culerton. Bill Cullerton certainly is a good catch - am wondering if that ever occurred to Pat.
Bill - Bing Crosby is going to tour the South Pacific this Fall - sponsored by the Navy. Hope you get to see him. He's my pet entertainer.
Never have I seen such a gorgeous display of wedding gifts. These included
2 lamps - beautiful table ones
3 large mirrors
3 wool blankets (one was from Jo Bryant & Nellie Gatrell Gunther of Evanston) (Marian also received a lovely wool blanket from the Rice gals at the shower given by your Aunt Margen.)
2 settings of her Sterling Sliverware - one from Jane Marie and Bob and the other from the Barretts of River Forest
Sterling silver dish - very beautiful too - from Mr. and Mrs. Prinz
Glass perfume tray and bottles from Kearney family
Carved walnut 18th Century shadow box. ( Boys, in case you don't know what this is it's about 9" x 12 or 13", has two shelves and is framed like a picture and can be used to hang on the wall and hold treasured pieces of china or glass or plants - it's really a lovely gift - from the Jacobsons)
Glass vases and cake and sandwich trays of every description - some of the vases were in pairs, others singletons
Table linen
A set of dishes - Franciscan Pottery in a rose shade - consisting of dinner plates, salads, cups and saucers, vegetable bowl and platter - service for 8 - from the Ranfts of Oak Park
A pair of flower prints, attractively framed
Lace table cloth
Sterling salt and pepper shakers
Beautiful walnut living room table (for a lamp) from Marian's office gang
1 table setting of her china which is the "Mountain Laurel" pattern, by Franciscan.
The dishes Jack and I gave her are Franciscan Pottery - different pattern to be sure and much more durable than china- they're for everyday use and Marian I'm sure will let you dry these but not the china.)
Towels of every description
A War Bond
Those who hadn't seen your home before simply raved about it. Really if one had a million dollars they couldn't ask for a nicer view - from the beautiful park across the street and Washington Blvd. just a few steps away. There were pink geranium in bloom in boxes outside the dining room windows.
I did mention, didn't I, that there was "wet goods" of most every kind in the basement? When cousin Kyran Vincent Phelan arrived about 8:30 pm someone overheard your Dad thank him for the five bottles of extra good stuff which he had sent up earlier by his brother Bill.
About 6:30 a buffet supper was served to about 30 or more who remained after the "reception hours" and what a feast that was! There was baked ham, which makes my mouth water even now when I think of it - baked beans which were a "poem" - lobster salad - potato and vegetable salads - releshes - cold cuts including the best liverwurst I've ever tasted - coffee - cakes and more cakes - and such scads of food. Your Mother told me that the salads were made and delivered by Schuster's; the cateress made the hors doeuvres. Who made the delicious little cakes, I don't know. The temperature had dropped some by evening and our appetites returned. It was so warm during the reception that folks didn't eat as much as they did at your wedding, Jane Marie, or drink either, altho' the punch was so good.
The bride and groom left a little after five on, I'm told, a fishing trip. They said they'd return in about a week.
Your Aunt Margene told me a couple of weeks ago about their apartment which is near 58th and North Avenue. She said it was just darling and furnished like a model apartment one sees in the department stores.
Married by Father Joseph Carrol, SJ who was a boyhood friend of Kyran Conarchy from Dublin, Ireland. Marriage witnesses were Rosemary Lane & Angela Conarchy. The Best Man was Arnold Ehlinger.
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Letter from Verne Ranft to Kyran, Bill and Jane Conarchy dated June 25, 1945
Marian's and Warren's wedding was just perfect. The day was vastly different than yours, Jane Marie. I shall never forget our icy cold apartment at five am the morn of January 3rd. At five thirty last Saturday morning it was 71. Ir must have been 80 or better by the time we (Jack and I in company with the Kearney family) arrived at St. Sebastian's. By the middle of the afternoon it felt like 95 - I'm sure it was, for it was awfully hot.
Marian was a lovely bride. Her gown was of beautiful white lace with long tight sleeves a sweetheart neck. (Bud and Bill - that's sort of squarish in out with a dip in the center - I'm sure you'll get the idea.) She wore a long white tulle veil. Rosemary and Angela were just darling in their pale pink silk net dresses over taffeta. All three dresses had tight bodices and very full skirts. R's and A's dresses had long tight sleeves, same as the bride's. There were two rows of pink insertion (sort of silk embroidery on net) in the upper part of the pink shirts. They carried bouquets of spring and summer flowers, blue of the deepest hue bachelor buttons, pink roses and many, many other flowers - tied with a green satin bow. The bride carried a white shower bouquet of gardenias and other lovely blooms.
Jack and I arrived at the Kearney home at 7 am for Peggy said "we'd take off" at 7:15. We finally got going at 7:55 and, with God's help and Larry's driving, we arrived at the church about ten after ten. The bridal party was in the vestibule just getting started for the trip down the aisle. An usher asked me whether we were friends of the C's or the W's, and Jack and I started down the side aisle with him (the white carpet had already been laid down the center aisle) and he was all for seating us right back of your Mother and Jackie and Lois, when we thought we'd better sit back a few pews with the other folks.
The music was beautiful - the church flooded with sunlight - there were two huge baskets of white flowers on the alter floor as well as lovely green ferns. Father Carroll said the Mass and tied the knot and, as I told him at the reception in the afternoon, he did a bang-up job for I've never known any couple, and this includes Jane Marie and Bob, who were prayed over quite so much and so well as you Conarchy gals. The two center aisles of the church were packed - everyone in light clothes - and many were the good wishes bestowed upon the happy pair in the vestibule after the ceremony.
Your Mother wore the best looking print dress - made by Marian - and a very smart and becoming blue hat. Lois had a darling voile or some other soft cotton print - also made by Marian, with a little headband of the dress material with white flowers at either end. She is such a sweet youngster. Jackie was all licked up just like a freshly scrubbed little boy. Your Dad was his usual happy self, dressed in his best Sunday blue suit. We told him that he's getting to be an old hand at this job of giving his daughters away.
I saw your Mother wipe her eyes a couple of times during Mass but right after Mass was over and the bridal party had left the altar, that wonderful Dad of yours remembered to say something very funny to your Mother so that she was all smiles, even giggling a little, as she came down the aisle. What a guy my Uncle Kyran is!
There was a wedding breakfast for the immediate families at the Plankington and in honor of the happy event, and 'cause she was in the bridal party, Angela was permitted her first drink. I think she told me she had a Martini. The Kearneys, Jacobsons (Marcella, Howard, Joan and Helen Marie) and the Ranfts dropped by at your home for a minute, as Peggy wanted to drop off a package there, and I found your Aunt Margene in one of the bedrooms changing from her goood-looking light blue wool suit to a silk print dress and from that moment 'til we left for home, in company with the Jacobsons this time, Margene never stopped. She seemed to be doing something all the time and was everywhere at the same time. How fortunate your Mother is to have such a swell sister and you kids to have such a perfectly marvelous person for an aunt.
We then drove downtown (after waiting a while on the front porch while Messrs. Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson followed your Dad's advice and dropped into your basement bar for a short snorter) and I phoned the Schroeder where Florence and Les Cook, also Aunt Fan and Miriam, who we had all seen at the wedding, were registered. I thought it would be more fun if we all had lunch together. Loretta and Francis Callahan also came up on the 7:30 Northwestern train that morning - the Cooks, Aunt Fan and M. came up Friday nite. While waiting for a table at the English Room of the Pfister, I spied Senators Callahan and Cook at - of all places! - the bar. We tried to get them to join us at luncheon but no go - they had promised to go back to the Schroeder to join their ladies. They did - sometime later. Need I add that the Senators were joined at said bar by Congressman Ranft, Kearney and Jacobson while their ladies were toying with the menus. We really had a jolly gang and spent a very delightful hour and a half there.
Jane Marie, you may or may not know that I did a bit of shopping the day of your wedding - as a matter of fact, Reel's insisted upon opening an account for him. I got the best looking blackknit suit there and black cepe dress. We started on another shopping expedition Saturday but somehow lacked the enthusiasm of the January trip because of the soaring temperature, I guess. The three Congressmen came along but you may be sure found some "spot" down an alley while Marcella, Joan and I were in some of the shops and Peggy, Patsy and Helen Marie in others. Patsy wanted a new blouse to wear yesterday at a cocktail party given rof Bill Cullerton and Elaine Stephen to whom he's going to be united in holy matrimony come Saturday. She didn't find anything suitable but I found a good-looking summer purse.
While at breakfast yesterday morning, Jack told me that after he, Jake and Larry had paid for the drinks they consumed at the little "spot" down the alley (I believe your fond pater knows the place) they had a little talk with the barkeep and he agreed to let them sign a tab for 9 or 10 lunchs, 15 drinks and some other items, totaling afound $18.00 which said barkeep agreed to present to your pater on his very next visit to this den of iniquity. Boys will be boys.
We returned to your home around three for the wedding reception and found the place overflowing with people. Your home is so attractive and was shined up from stem to stern. Jane Marie, wait 'til you see the grand job your Mother did on the front porch. She made curtains, cover for the daybed and cushions for every chair of a most attracitve pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive yet practical material. At the very top over those little panes of glass she has a pleated valance of a dark brown material - most attractive. She could go out any time as an interior decorator after that job. There were lovely peonies a blooming on the front lawn - a gorgeous deep red shade - and in the house they were everywhere, the latter Warren's Mother told me came from his Grandmother's garden. Grandma, by the way, was at the wedding and is surely a very spry little lady for her ninety years. I was surprised to find Warren's parents so young looking and later in the afternoon, after the reception guests had gone, I took his Dad downstairs to the bar and introduced him, adding, of course, that he wasn't Warren's brother but his Dad.
The same cateress presided over Marian's wedding as yours, Jane Marie, and she is a most capable person and the hors douevres were many and so delicious. Also, there were little square cakes and petits fours, nuts and mints, to say nothing of a huge bowl of the best punch. A wedding cake to be sure.
Too (there's so much to tell you guys) there was a candid camera photographer at the church and a different one at the reception. Upon taking a shot of Jack and Jake in front of the church, I inquired what paper he was from and he said "Life Magazine!"
Among the Chicago contingent there were, in addition to the folks already mentioned, the Barrett family (four in number) of River Forest - Theresa and Frank Rice, on of their daughters and her husband and baby boy, also their daughter-in-law and her two adorable little boys, aged three and four - born in Pearl Harbor, I heard someone say. Regardless of their birthplace, they are darlings. Betty and Francis Walsh arrived in the afternoon - Uncle Clem Lane of - whatever is the name of his newspaper (anyhoo it's one of the less important ones in Chicago!) - Mabel, Florence, Bill and Lillian Phelan also came up in the afternoon - Mrs. Vanderweil and daughter Marian were on hand for the church ceremony but M. had to go home on a 1:15 train because of having worked all the previous day and nite on a case and having to return to duty Saturday nite. Mr. V. came up around 6. Captain Kyran Vincent Phelan (Chicago Police Dept.) arrived about 8:30 pm - couldn't get away from his busy post any earlier - Mrs. Gray (also was Sis O'Toole, a friend of your Dad's from way back).
Among the Milwaukee folks I had nice visits with were Mrs. Clark (isn't she a peach?) and her two daughters, as well as niece Betty Finan from Chicago. Betty, by the way, said that if her hubby doesn't come home soon from overseas, she is going over there. Guess he's in Europe. She is still with Douglas Aircraft in Park Ridge and likes her job very much - said it is entirely different work than what she did with the Chicago Tribune. Just as she was leaving, I saw Mrs. O'Brien, Bob's Mother, her daughter, daughter-in-law and little grandon who was so very ill when Jane Marie and Bob were married. he is far from being a ill little boy now; had loads of pep and was running up and down the front terrace. Had a very nice visit with Bob's Mother who mentioned more than once how happy you two are. Sh's a mighty fine looking woman and it's easy to understand why you've such a handsome husband, Jane Marie, after seeing his Mom.
While out on the lawn aside you home (it was really frightfully hot inside due to the great many people) I happened to spy a lady - the dowager type, if you know what I mean, coming down the street all dressed up in a long black lace dinner dress - white gloves, of course, and hat. I thought now that gal really got herself dressed for this reception. Saw her leave about half an hour later. Who she was, I don't know, but I'm sure she must have been a Falk, Schlinger, Pabst or Astorbilt.
The Kearney's had to leave early - around 5 or 5:30 as they had to attend another wedding reception in Oak Park - that of Bobbie Donnelley, school friend ot Pat's, also her parents and Pegy and Larry have been friends for yars and yars. Pat's friends are surley leaving spinsterhood behind, for another gal, Jean Strenning, was married middle of last week, and Elaine Stephen this coming Saturday. It was Pat who inrtoduced her Bill Culerton. Bill Cullerton certainly is a good catch - am wondering if that ever occurred to Pat.
Bill - Bing Crosby is going to tour the South Pacific this Fall - sponsored by the Navy. Hope you get to see him. He's my pet entertainer.
Never have I seen such a gorgeous display of wedding gifts. These included
2 lamps - beautiful table ones
3 large mirrors
3 wool blankets (one was from Jo Bryant & Nellie Gatrell Gunther of Evanston) (Marian also received a lovely wool blanket from the Rice gals at the shower given by your Aunt Margen.)
2 settings of her Sterling Sliverware - one from Jane Marie and Bob and the other from the Barretts of River Forest
Sterling silver dish - very beautiful too - from Mr. and Mrs. Prinz
Glass perfume tray and bottles from Kearney family
Carved walnut 18th Century shadow box. ( Boys, in case you don't know what this is it's about 9" x 12 or 13", has two shelves and is framed like a picture and can be used to hang on the wall and hold treasured pieces of china or glass or plants - it's really a lovely gift - from the Jacobsons)
Glass vases and cake and sandwich trays of every description - some of the vases were in pairs, others singletons
Table linen
A set of dishes - Franciscan Pottery in a rose shade - consisting of dinner plates, salads, cups and saucers, vegetable bowl and platter - service for 8 - from the Ranfts of Oak Park
A pair of flower prints, attractively framed
Lace table cloth
Sterling salt and pepper shakers
Beautiful walnut living room table (for a lamp) from Marian's office gang
1 table setting of her china which is the "Mountain Laurel" pattern, by Franciscan.
The dishes Jack and I gave her are Franciscan Pottery - different pattern to be sure and much more durable than china- they're for everyday use and Marian I'm sure will let you dry these but not the china.)
Towels of every description
A War Bond
Those who hadn't seen your home before simply raved about it. Really if one had a million dollars they couldn't ask for a nicer view - from the beautiful park across the street and Washington Blvd. just a few steps away. There were pink geranium in bloom in boxes outside the dining room windows.
I did mention, didn't I, that there was "wet goods" of most every kind in the basement? When cousin Kyran Vincent Phelan arrived about 8:30 pm someone overheard your Dad thank him for the five bottles of extra good stuff which he had sent up earlier by his brother Bill.
About 6:30 a buffet supper was served to about 30 or more who remained after the "reception hours" and what a feast that was! There was baked ham, which makes my mouth water even now when I think of it - baked beans which were a "poem" - lobster salad - potato and vegetable salads - releshes - cold cuts including the best liverwurst I've ever tasted - coffee - cakes and more cakes - and such scads of food. Your Mother told me that the salads were made and delivered by Schuster's; the cateress made the hors doeuvres. Who made the delicious little cakes, I don't know. The temperature had dropped some by evening and our appetites returned. It was so warm during the reception that folks didn't eat as much as they did at your wedding, Jane Marie, or drink either, altho' the punch was so good.
The bride and groom left a little after five on, I'm told, a fishing trip. They said they'd return in about a week.
Your Aunt Margene told me a couple of weeks ago about their apartment which is near 58th and North Avenue. She said it was just darling and furnished like a model apartment one sees in the department stores.
Children 1. Richard Warren Weithofer, b. 30 Apr 1946, Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA d. 7 Feb 1947, Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA (Age 0 years) [Father: natural] [Mother: natural]+ 2. Living 3. William Patrick Weithofer, b. 21 Oct 1948, Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA d. 27 Jun 1958, Wakefield, Middlesex, Massachusetts, USA (Age 9 years) [Father: natural] [Mother: natural]4. William Weithofer, b. 21 Oct 1948, Milwaukee, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA d. 27 Jun 1986, Cincinnati, Hamilton, Ohio, USA (Age 37 years) [Father: natural] [Mother: natural]+ 5. Living + 6. Living + 7. Living + 8. Living 9. Mary Kathleen Weithofer, b. 27 Apr 1956, Wakefield, Middlesex, Massachusetts, USA d. 14 Jul 1986, Finneytown, Hamilton, Ohio, USA (Age 30 years) [Father: natural] [Mother: natural]+ 10. Living 11. Thomas P Weithofer, b. 2 Sep 1963, Cincinnati, Hamilton, Ohio, USA d. 5 Apr 1986, Cincinnati, Hamilton, Ohio, USA (Age 22 years) [Father: natural] [Mother: natural]Family ID F3244 Group Sheet | Family Chart Last Modified 13 Feb 2026
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Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074.
He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss.
Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric.
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June 17, 2000
I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing.
I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop.
He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion.
He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same.
He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I dont know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane.
There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired.
Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work.
We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm.
Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences.
He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was.
In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges.
Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us.
I miss you, Dad.
Bob Weithofer
Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band.
Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074.
He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss.
Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric.
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June 17, 2000
I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing.
I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop.
He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion.
He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same.
He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I dont know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane.
There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired.
Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work.
We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm.
Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences.
He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was.
In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges.
Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us.
I miss you, Dad.
Bob Weithofer
Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band.
Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074.
He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss.
Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric.
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June 17, 2000
I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing.
I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop.
He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion.
He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same.
He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I dont know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane.
There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired.
Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work.
We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm.
Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences.
He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was.
In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges.
Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us.
I miss you, Dad.
Bob Weithofer
Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band.
Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074.
He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss.
Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric.
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June 17, 2000
I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing.
I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop.
He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion.
He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same.
He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I dont know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane.
There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired.
Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work.
We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm.
Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences.
He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was.
In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges.
Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us.
I miss you, Dad.
Bob Weithofer
Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band.
Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
Born at St. Mary's Hospital at 12:33 A.M. Birth certificate City of Milwaukee, Wisconsin Volume 714 page 395 No. 12074. He was baptised at St. Anne's Catholic Church in Milwauke, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA on October 6, 1918. The Godparents were Ernest and Marion Nuss. Worked for Allis Chalmers & General Electric. ------------------------------------------------- June 17, 2000 I was just sitting here thinking that Father's Day is tomorrow and remembering my Dad. He was always known as Warren. My earliest recollection of him is his singing us to sleep with a lullaby in the house in New England. I remember that he sang in the church choir but I regret that he didn't pass on his musical abilities to his children. Although I love music and have an eclectic collection, I cannot play or sing. Fortunately, there are plenty of people around that will continue to remind me of this when I occasional slip and try to sing. I remember that he was one that volunteered his time to functions involving the family and his church. He was active in Scouting and assisted me to rise to the Star rank. The first to do so in our parish troop. He wasn't much for sports but did play with us on occasion. He always encouraged us with our schooling. He was the first in our family to graduate from college and encouraged us to do the same. He worked for General Electric for most of his life. I remember the move from Wisconsin to Massachusetts for a job in the small jet engine design section for General Electric. Of course, Dad had gone ahead to make arrangements and start work. I don t know how Mom managed with all of us on that plane. There was a time when he was laid off from General Electric for a long period and worked for Pullman in Connecticut. We remained in Massachusetts and he commuted. I remember that he was forced to use all of the money he had saved for retirement to keep the house and feed us during these times. We didn't experience too much disruption in our lives. The problems were kept between him and Mom. He was later able to replace the funds and thus got credit for those early years when he retired. Later, he returned to General Electric and we had to move to Cincinnati. He worked on military jet engine design but he couldn't and didn't talk about his projects. Even after retirement, he refused to talk about these projects. Now that I live in southern California and frequently see military jets flying over head, I wish I knew more about what he worked on. I frequently think of him contributing to these conglomerates of engineering excellence and wish that I knew it was his handy work. We frequently attended summer camps. I think more so that Mom and Dad could get a little bit of a break from having all of us around than for our own good. We also went camping. Including one time when we were stranded for two days by a snow storm. Dad did have a bit of a temper which he passed on to most of his children. I guess you have to take the good with the bad. He also passed on an understanding of right and wrong and a belief that you had to do what was right despite the consequences. He was a bit of a handyman. He added a half bath and remodeled a bath in the house in New England. Much needed improvements given the size of our family. He also added a family room with a ¾ bath to the Ohio home. Some of these skills, he also passed on but none of us are as adept as he was. In later years, he became a Kentucky Colonel which he was very proud of. He enjoyed visits to the Kentucky Parks although he didn't camp any more but stayed in the lodges. Dad died unexpectedly. I never really got a chance to tell him how much I appreciated what he did for all of us and that I was sorry for all the problems I created for him and Mom over the years. I find my life frequently following the path that he laid down and I am grateful for all that he did for us. I miss you, Dad. Bob Weithofer Mom has reminded me that Bridget has inherited her father's voice and Jim his musical ability. Bridget sang in the Choir at Finneytown High School. Jim played in the percussion section of St. Xavier's band. Warren was a member of Pi Mu Epsilon.
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Sources - [S286] Ohio Department of Health, Weithofer, Frank Warren.
- [S321] Hodapp Funeral Homes, Weithofer, Marian Rita (Conarchy).
Weithofer, Marian Rita (nee Conarchy) Beloved wife of the late F. Warren Weithofer. Dear mother of Robert (Pat), Michael (Sharon), John (Julianne), James (Sharon), Frank (Deborah) Weithofer, Bridget Conroy and the late Richard, William, Mary Kay and Thomas Weithofer. Loving grandmother of 18 grandchildren and 32 great-grandchildren. Dear sister of Ann Hunter, Sr. Lois Conarchy and the late Jane, Kyran, William (survived by Mary) and Jack (survived by Jane). Also survived by numerous nieces and nephews. Passed away February 23, 2016 at age 96. Visitation to be held at Hodapp Funeral Home, 6041 Hamilton Ave., College Hill, 45224, Friday, February 26, 2016 from 6-8 PM. Mass of Christian Burial at St. Vivian Church, 7600 Winton Rd. Finneytown, 45224, Saturday, February 27, 2016 at 10 AM. Condolences at hodappfuneralhome.com.
Hodapp Funeral Home: 23FEB2016
Accessed: 23FEB2016 - [S348] George H. Rohde & Son Funeral Home, Hunter, Angela Ann (Conarchy).
Angela Ann Hunter, age 94, was joyfully welcomed into Heaven January 31, 2024, by her Lord and Savior as well as many loved ones who preceded her in death. Ann passed away peacefully at Marjorie P. Lee Retirement home where she lived for eleven years. Matriarch to a loving family including six children, Mark (Caren), Don (Michelle), Theresa (David) Russel, Mary Ellen Koblens, Patrick (Karen) and Paul (Beth); sixteen grandchildren, Erik (Bess Frost), Megan, Brandon Koblens, Nathan (Kallyn), Colleen (Matt) Lombard, Justin, Bethany Koblens, Sheila (Tyler) Rae, Tyler Koblens, Alex, Joey Russel, Elly, Jane Koblens, Malia, Grace and Emma; and nine great-grandchildren, Charlotte and Davis Hunter, Amelia and Connelly Hunter, Georgia and Brooks Lombard, Hunter and Lawson Rae and Quinn Koblens. Also, Aunt to 36 nieces and nephews, and over 125 grand and great-grand nieces and nephews.
Ann is survived by her sister, Sister Lois Conarchy, SL and sister-in-law, Jane Conarchy. Preceded in death by her parents, Kyran P. and Jane Conarchy; siblings and in-laws, Jane (Robert) O’Brien, Marian (Warren) Weithofer, Kyran P. Conarchy, Jr., William (Mary) Conarchy, Jack Conarchy; son-in-law, Kirk Koblens; and ex-husband, Donald J. Hunter.
Ann was born in Evanston, IL on December 16, 1929, grew up in Milwaukee, WI, graduated from Holy Angels Academy High School and attended Mount Mary College in Milwaukee. She started her business career at Sears as a single woman traveling auditor, breaking ground for single women in the work force. This is where she met Don. They married, and she took time off to start a family before returning to work at The Village Junction Gift Shop and Providence Hospital Gift Shop. Ann had a passion for retail and loved her time managing the gift shops, going to market to purchase inventory and forming lifelong friendships with customers and colleagues. Ann had a knack of helping shoppers find just the right gift or purchase and making them feel special. Ann had a green thumb, and her love of gardening was evident in the beautiful flowers she grew each year at her Madeira home and condo in Montgomery. She was even featured in a TV show on the DIY network featuring raised gardening beds.
Ann always took time to write handwritten notes to family and friends for special occasions, never missing a birthday or anniversary. She was a loving Mom, Grandmother, Daughter, Sister and Friend who will be dearly missed by all who knew her.
Special thanks to the management and staff of Marjorie P. Lee for making a wonderful home for Ann for 12 years and taking such diligent care of her. Ann was a member of Our Lord Christ the King Catholic Parish. Her Catholic faith sustained her throughout her life.
A Visitation will be held Saturday, February 10 at 9 AM, followed by a Funeral Mass at 10 AM at Our Lord Christ the King Catholic Parish, 3223 Linwood Avenue, Cincinnati, OH 45226.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be directed to Pregnancy Center Plus, 4760 Madison Road Cincinnati, OH 45227 https://supportpcplus.org/donate-now/ and Best Buddies (Miami University Chapter), c/o Lynn Goodwin , 282 North Fair Avenue, Hamilton, OH 45011 https://www.bestbuddies.org/ohio/donate
Geo. H. Rohde & Son Funeral Home: 03FEB2024
Accessed: 04FEB2024
- [S286] Ohio Department of Health, Weithofer, Frank Warren.