|Alma Mary Kline Hetz|
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|Birth: ||Nov. 11, 1915|
|Death: ||May 29, 2013|
by Carolyn Williams
Some people think a funeral should be a somber affair, but not me and especially not this funeral! Today we want to celebrate my Mom's life and the fact that she's no longer suffering in an earthly body but is at home in heaven with my Dad, my sister and all the others who have gone before.
Terry and I had the privilege of living with Mom the last eight years of her life. We got to spend many hours with her, especially around the dinner table. We have lots of wonderful memories of our time with this remarkable woman who lived for almost 100 yrs.
As most of you know Mom was born in Nanty-Glo Pennsylvania on November 11th, 1915 to Modestus and Alma Kline. Her parents had gone there (probably in a horse drawn buggy) to visit her uncle. To everyone's surprise Alma decided to be born during this trip and a short visit turned into a two week stay. Her Mom had a difficult delivery and everyone thought she was going to die, so when little Alma arrived they were sure she was dead and just tossed her into a corner. To their surprise she started to cry a short time later, and as my Granddaddy used to say the doctor picked her up placed her between his knees and worked on her until she started breathing and crying on her own.
As a little girl whenever she was asked her name she'd say: "My name is Alma Mary Kline Daddy's girl; ain't that pretty"
One time when someone said she was being sassy she stamped her foot and said "No sassy!" We used to remind her of that story when she was stubborn! And she would often say it herself!
The family left Pennsylvania on Mom's 6th birthday, 11-11-21 to move to California where her father Modestus and her uncle Al built and operated one of the first movie theaters in the city. The building is still there. They named the theater "The Idle Hour" and Mom was very proud and happy to reminisce about it. The theater was very successful until two more movie theaters opened nearby causing too much competition.
A story Mom liked to tell about the Idle Hour Theater was the night she and her brother Cecil climbed out the window of their home to sneak into the theater. She never said whether or not they were caught!
Another story she told us about Cecil was the time his Mother sent him to the store for catsup and he came home with cabbage because he asked the clerk for kepatch.
The only spanking she could remember was the time she and Cecil ran to a fire. She was 8, Cecil was 6 and they lived on a busy street. I'm sure you Mom's can relate to her Mom and why they received a spanking!!
In 1931 the family fell on hard times as did most of America going through the depression and for two years they lived with her Grandmother. During those years Mom shared her Grandmother's bed and bedroom.
In 1933 Modestus was able to build their own home using lumber from army barracks. He tore down the barracks, cut the lumber to size and built the house. It was a large for that area with four bedrooms. Alma lived there with her family for two years until getting married.
The one thing Mom didn't like about herself as a young woman was her straight hair so she got her first permanent when she was 17 years old. To get a permanent in those days you sat under a big machine with electric clamps fastened to your hair. It cost $1.
When Mom graduated from High School she was offered a job at the Singer Company. The manager of the store came to her home to offer her the job. Mom's first response to his request was "I don't know, I was thinking about becoming a Nun" to which her Father spoke up "No, you're not!" We're very thankful she took the job instead of the convent!! When she started working there in 1933 she earned $16 a week, most of which she gave to her Mother for supporting the household. .
When Cecil was a young man he had a band called "The Musical Maniacs Masters of Modern Melody" and they played at a lot of the church dances. It was at one of these dances in 1935 that she met Edward Hetz, she was 19 years old. They married on May 8, 1938.
The first few years of their marriage they lived in a one bedroom house owned by her Aunt Catherine and Uncle Al. My Dad's salary was $100 a month and rent was $25. Janice (1939) and Lois (1940) were born while they lived in that little house. There was no yard to speak of and Mom had to hang clothes on a clothesline that was on the garage.
One day while walking to the Sears store on Vermont they saw Mom's employer Mr. Graham. He mentioned that the house next door was for sale and thought they should buy it. And so they did! They bought their first house in 1942 for $3,000 at 904 W 64th St. It was a two bedroom house with a large back yard. Mom thought it was heaven to have that large yard for her children to play in. In 1948 they added on a bedroom and another bathroom, which was a good thing because by 1951 their family had added three more girls, Carolyn (1944) Lora (1949 and Elizabeth (1951). Mom later confessed that building that addition was the most difficult time or her life.
Mom devoted herself to her husband and daughters, caring for them, helping them and being a friend. Mom taught us by example how a Godly wife respects and honors her husband. I remember Mom getting up very early every morning my Dad went to work to have coffee ready and see him off, and how she enjoyed preparing the kinds of meals that he liked. Mom was a good encourager to him and was always his number one cheerleader. I especially remember that even when they were older they still held hands and were affectionate with one another. Thank you Mom for teaching me that it's good to love your husband.
Mom showed me what it meant to be a mother, by rising early in the morning to prepare our lunches and get us all off to school, by helping us with our homework, and by taking an active part in our education and social activities.
Of all the wonderful examples my Mom gave me, I am most grateful to her for instilling in me at a young age a love and devotion for God. I'll never forget that when Elizabeth was a baby and woke up at the crack of dawn, rather than hang around the house, Mom packed her into her stroller and went to early morning. Mass. That wasn't a short walk in those days, and it taught me that her relationship with God outweighed any inconvenience. When I was an adolescent Mom and Dad opened their home for Christian Family Movement meetings, showing me that it mattered to them that our family be strong in the Lord. I was taught daily by her fervent example of the importance of prayer.
My dad had a heart attack in 1977 and he died in 1981. Mom had never driven a day in her life, but took driving lessons and got her first drivers' license at the age of 66 so she could drive my Dad all over Los Angeles and even to Las Vegas, and from the Sacramento Airport to Chico.
Perhaps Mom's greatest demonstration of self-sacrifice was when she listened to God's prompting and left Los Angeles in 1991 and moved to Paradise to help Lora after Greg died
Mom and Lora hung out a lot during those early years in Paradise and in 2005 Terry and I moved back to Paradise and moved in with Mom. We have a lot of wonderful memories of our 8 years living with Mom.
After almost every dinner Mom would say "Thank you for another delicious dinner" to which I would reply "Thank you for sharing it with us" to which she would reply "You always say that" and I would say "You always say that!"
Whenever Mom would say she felt bad because she couldn't remember things Terry would tell her "I can't remember being born, but here I am". That always got a good hearty laugh from her.
Mom loved anything that was cold and wet! And Lora or I loved to drive her around Paradise in the afternoon, stopping at McDonald's or Burger King for an ice cream.
Some Sundays at lunch for a special treat Terry would make us fruit smoothies which Mom loved.
Her favorite dessert was sugar free chocolate pudding, and most nights after dinner she would say "Is there anything else?" I would say "What else do you want? More meat? More vegetables?" knowing all along what she wanted. She would never ask for it, so finally I'd say "How about some chocolate pudding" and she usually said "Do we have some?" She loved it so much she licked out the container!!
In 1983 Mom wrote: the things I'm most thankful for: a wonderful husband, a very happy marriage; five beautiful daughters and eight darling grandchildren. God has been very good to me. Of course since then ten great grandchildren have been born and Mom loved every one.
My mother was a remarkable woman. She was the most kind and generous person I've ever known. Before he died my Dad told Lois he was grateful to have such good daughters, but he acknowledged their goodness was due to their mother who "taught them how to love".
In 1983 Mom wrote some things she would tell her loved ones:
To have a good marriage give more love than you expect to receive – and you will receive it all back!
To make a marriage work, place your spouse's happiness before your own.
To keep friends be there for them and Listen!
And the most important thing of all is keeping God in your life. Daily! Hourly!
What more can I say about my Mom? She was an amazing woman. She spent her life caring for others, putting others before herself. She was often a counselor when we needed her and we knew we could come to her no matter what the reason or circumstance. She was our mentor, our model; she was our friend.
I know that the morning Mom left to fly away home she was greeted in the real Paradise by Jesus with the words: "Well done good and faithful servant, enter into the joy of the Lord."
We celebrate you today, Mom!
Modestus Anthony Kline (1894 - 1970)
Alma Margaret Flick Kline or Klein (1894 - 1980)
Edward Carl Hetz (1914 - 1982)*
Janice Marie Hetz Finseth (1939 - 1999)*
Alma Mary Kline Hetz (1915 - 2013)
Cecil Anthony Kline (1917 - 1975)*
Dolores Margaret Kline Fleckenstein (1920 - 2008)*
Magdalen Ann Kline Graham (1923 - 1993)*
Created by: Lois Hetz Jones
Record added: Jun 17, 2013
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