Donna Elaine <I>Kramer</I> Rhodes

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Donna Elaine Kramer Rhodes

Birth
Chicago, Cook County, Illinois, USA
Death
18 Feb 2015 (aged 74)
Melbourne, Brevard County, Florida, USA
Burial
Cremated, Other. Specifically: her ashes were placed within the grave site of her beloved brother, James Carl Kramer Add to Map
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Born to Helen (nee Belzer) and August Kramer of Chicago, the youngest of 6 children.
Loving mother to John Penta (Taryn) of Arizona, JoAnne Inzitari (Raymond) of New Jersey, Gary Penta (Kristina) of Florida, Deborah Penta of New York and Tracey Cloud of Florida.

"Time passes, like clouds in the sky. Weeks and months go by as if they were a single day. Summer fades to fall, winter yields to spring, different minutes of the same hour."

A Mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. She is always with you. She is the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she is the smell of certain foods you remember and the perfume that she wore. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, and your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, and all the colors of a rainbow, and she IS Christmas Morning. She's the warm sun on your face, and feels every tear you ever shed.
She is the place you came from.. your first home.
She is your first love, your first friend, and at times, your worst enemy.
Nothing can ever separate you.
Born to Helen (nee Belzer) and August Kramer of Chicago, the youngest of 6 children.
Loving mother to John Penta (Taryn) of Arizona, JoAnne Inzitari (Raymond) of New Jersey, Gary Penta (Kristina) of Florida, Deborah Penta of New York and Tracey Cloud of Florida.

"Time passes, like clouds in the sky. Weeks and months go by as if they were a single day. Summer fades to fall, winter yields to spring, different minutes of the same hour."

A Mother is more than a memory. She is a living presence. She is always with you. She is the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she is the smell of certain foods you remember and the perfume that she wore. She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well, and your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, and all the colors of a rainbow, and she IS Christmas Morning. She's the warm sun on your face, and feels every tear you ever shed.
She is the place you came from.. your first home.
She is your first love, your first friend, and at times, your worst enemy.
Nothing can ever separate you.

Gravesite Details

Grandson - Andrew J. Penta memorial #110828028



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