Christmas was her favorite time of the year.
Sister of
Evelyn Margaret Cates Robinson Howard (1917-2008)
Lora Dean Cates (1924-2005)
Edwin Eugene Cates (1935-1936)
Wife of
Ogle Rudolph Caldwell (1914-1976)
Married November 1, 1936 in Stephens County, Oklahoma.
Mother of
Gary Wayne Caldwell (1940-1982)
LKathleen
DeaLee Marie
Grandmother of
Amber Kathleen Perkins Reeves (1982-2016)
John Paul
Great Grandmother of two beautiful girls
My Mom, Dollie Dimple, was a kind and caring women who always considered the feeling of others. She treated everyone fairly and friendly. She worked closely with my Dad in the dry cleaning business and owned a clothing store. After retirement she and Dad moved to small lake and owned a bait and tackle shop with a little restaurant attached (they served the best hamburgers and breakfast in the area). They even took up a hobby at that time and started riding motor cycles (not the really big ones but just large enough to be street legal) it was sure a sight to watch them ride down the country roads.
She left her hometown in 1990 and moved to Texas to be closer to me, her daughter. Mom had the cutest house on the block and was very proud of her new home. She was totally independent in that she lived alone after the death of my Dad, Ogle Rudolph. Her house was always clean and tidy. Each day she had a chore to complete, one day it might be dusting and polishing the floors another day might be scrubbing the stove and refrigerator. One day ofter work I stopped by for a visit and she was on a ladder washing the windows on the outside, it frightened me but all I could do was laugh. She took great pride in her house and worked in the yard pulling every weed that dared to pop up and picking up any stick or leaf that dared to fall into her yard.
She was quite talented in that she like to crochet and needlepoint and often made the patterns herself. All of her friends and relatives have several of her works proudly displayed in their homes. She truly loved her family and was proud that she had such a caring and loving family.
She is missed.
Thank you James Seidelman for the photo.
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little-but not too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me-but let me go
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.
Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti
Christmas was her favorite time of the year.
Sister of
Evelyn Margaret Cates Robinson Howard (1917-2008)
Lora Dean Cates (1924-2005)
Edwin Eugene Cates (1935-1936)
Wife of
Ogle Rudolph Caldwell (1914-1976)
Married November 1, 1936 in Stephens County, Oklahoma.
Mother of
Gary Wayne Caldwell (1940-1982)
LKathleen
DeaLee Marie
Grandmother of
Amber Kathleen Perkins Reeves (1982-2016)
John Paul
Great Grandmother of two beautiful girls
My Mom, Dollie Dimple, was a kind and caring women who always considered the feeling of others. She treated everyone fairly and friendly. She worked closely with my Dad in the dry cleaning business and owned a clothing store. After retirement she and Dad moved to small lake and owned a bait and tackle shop with a little restaurant attached (they served the best hamburgers and breakfast in the area). They even took up a hobby at that time and started riding motor cycles (not the really big ones but just large enough to be street legal) it was sure a sight to watch them ride down the country roads.
She left her hometown in 1990 and moved to Texas to be closer to me, her daughter. Mom had the cutest house on the block and was very proud of her new home. She was totally independent in that she lived alone after the death of my Dad, Ogle Rudolph. Her house was always clean and tidy. Each day she had a chore to complete, one day it might be dusting and polishing the floors another day might be scrubbing the stove and refrigerator. One day ofter work I stopped by for a visit and she was on a ladder washing the windows on the outside, it frightened me but all I could do was laugh. She took great pride in her house and worked in the yard pulling every weed that dared to pop up and picking up any stick or leaf that dared to fall into her yard.
She was quite talented in that she like to crochet and needlepoint and often made the patterns herself. All of her friends and relatives have several of her works proudly displayed in their homes. She truly loved her family and was proud that she had such a caring and loving family.
She is missed.
Thank you James Seidelman for the photo.
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little-but not too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me-but let me go
For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.
Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti