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March 6, 2018
Reflections on My Mother--
Every son and daughter sees their parent through different eyes. My Mother, Doris Camphouse, had many children, including two daughters, a step daughter, and a son. That doesn't include her many fine grandchildren, nieces and nephews she could claim. So Mother was seen by many different eyes. This is a brief account of what I saw and learned of Mother while being raised, nurtured and fretted over by this wonderful woman.

For her children, Mother was a rock. She was always there for us. Always trying to teach us something meaningful in her own way. There was the comfort our Mother brought to us as young children when we were sick in bed, despondent over strife at school, or just had a bad day on the playground. There were her values of kindness, charity and sympathy for others with which we were imbued. There was the foundation of a belief in God and the value of family that all of Mother's children learned from her. Raising her three children to be decent human beings was central to Mother's parenting efforts.

And she was always there for us. It wasn't until I got much older that I understood how much our Mother sacrificed because of her desire to be always there and to provide for the support of her children. At a relatively early age in my life, our Mother became a single parent with three children. It was a struggle for Mother to support us, something I rarely considered until I was much more mature. I suspect my older sisters had a better sense of that difficulty. But Mother was rarely if ever bitter about her lot. She took delight in her kids' development. That was her pride and joy.

Mother took pains to try and give us special times together despite very tight finances. Almost every year she piled us into the old rattletrap cars she owned to drive us up to a cabin on a lake in northern Wisconsin. It was a sweet respite from our concrete and asphalt existence in the big city. Looking back on this, I am amazed that the old cars that she drove were able to make the trip. The engines were so bad her kids would have to get out of the vehicle and help push it up the steep hill when leaving the small lakeside cabin we frequented.

It wasn't until her kids got older that Mother started building a life for herself. She remarried to a fine fellow named David Camphouse. They remained steadfast and loyal to one another for 32 years before Dave passed away. She was always there for her husband Dave, even at the end. During their time together, Mother and Dave moved from their small apartment on Washington Street in Chicago where I grew up, to a modest home in the near west suburb of Forest Park. A new job followed at Altenheim, a home for the elderly just a few minutes from her new home.

As Licensed Practical Nurse at Altenheim, Mother served the needs of the frail elderly. And again, she was always there for those residents. Mother displayed the same caring and dedication to those aged people that she displayed to her family. She took special training and became certified as a rehabilitation nurse a new field of care at the time in health services for the elderly. She worked for those old folks at Altenheim for 27 years, finally retiring at age 75.

Mother lived a good full life as she aged. Never wanting to be a burden to her children, Mother lived independently at her home in Forest Park, then in an independent living apartment for seniors until the age of 96. Up to the last few months of her life, her family almost believed that Mother would always be there for us. Of course, that was not to be and she has passed on. But I am absolutely sure, that when the time comes for each member of Mother's family and remaining friends to pass over to the other side, Mother will be there for each one of us. By Jeff Darling, Son
March 5, 2018
February 17, 2018
My dear Mom is celebrating her first birthday in heaven today with her Savior! She would have been 97 here on earth but she is like the angels now...enjoying eternity, worship and filled with joy!
Missing you Mom and love you--a buschel and a peck! Thanks for being a vessel of God's love. Your daughter, Lynette Hoy
January 19, 2018
Yesterday I was missing my Mom a lot and said to my husband, "I can't believe that my Mom is just a memory now." He said to me: "She's not just a memory. She is a Saint at home in heaven with the Lord." As Christians we never die because Jesus said , I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this? John 11:25-26. My Mom believed Jesus and is now experiencing eternal life with her Savior! What a glorious truth because Jesus said, " I am the way the truth and the life. No man comes to the father except by me." John 14:6