Barbara Anne Witzeling

Dear Doug and family, We are very sorry to hear of your loss. We shall always cherish the memories that we shared with Barbara over the years. She left behind a great legacy in her family. You all should be proud of the mother and wife that she was. Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this time. Sincerely, The Southern Knights

Kathleen and Family, I'm sorry to hear about Barb. I have very fond memories of her from Scouts and from our days of hanging around together as kids. Your mom was a wonderful woman, always welcoming, and had a joyous laugh that many will remember. My thoughts are with you all, Kathy Caulfield (Krakow)

Doug, You and Your family are in our thoughts and prayers at this time. Darrell & Dina Herbst

To the Witzeling Family: So sorry to hear of Barb's passing. I have such wonderful memories of your large and happy family and of our mothers getting together for coffee in the mornings. My thoughts are with all of you at this rough time. She was quite an amazing lady and I know she will be greatly missed by all. Cindy Howe

I remember Barb from fifty years ago, as a friend of fellow kaffeeklatscher with my mother, Joan, who went to high school with Barb. I _just_ remember the house at 4026 Lori Circle being built when I was but a toddler. A granite bolder from digging the foundation to the home ended up in the front yard of the home where I grew up, at the time next door to Witzelings' house, with a vacant lot between us. I remember one year, I might have been ten years old, and it was May Day. I brought some candy and flowers to the door at 4026, rang the bell, and ran around the corner, as was a custom among certain families. Mrs Witzeling spotted me peeking around the corner, and had just begun to give me heck for it, when she noticed the flowers on the porch, smiled at me, and saw me run away. She was a nice lady, an amazing woman to raise ten children in a house that was not huge. Strangely, I had just been thinking about the family last week, and asking myself if I could remember all of the children's names. I made it to nine, and knew I was missing the youngest child, who I knew was one of three girls in a row, but I just couldn't remember her name. I haven't seen you in more than forty years, Kathleen, so please forgive my memory. I am thinking of all of you at this time when no words can soften the hardness of your loss. Selig sind die Toten, die in dem Herrn sterben von nun an. Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord, from henceforth