Ilo Murphy

Allen, I am so sorry to hear this. I was just going to wish her a happy birthday when I read your post on her Facebook page. Harold, my late husband, and I were your Godparents. There are so many fond memories of good times in the early '60's. One, not so fun, spending the night buried in a blizzard east of Fremont NE. She was pregnant with you at that time. Your dad had to keep getting out of the car to remove snow build-up from exhaust pipe. We were finally rescued in the morning by...

Happy Birthday in Heaven, Ilo. I only found out about her passing on Facebook today when I went there to send her birthday wishes. She was our nextdoor neighbor in Bend and such a lovely lady to know. We joined Assistance League and knit many hats together (after she taught me how) for cancer patients in Bend. I have missed her since she and Alan moved, but I will remember her always for her caring, sweet ways. My condolences to her family. With sympathy, Chris Kentera

With heartfelt sympathy, Ilo and I were Theta sisters, and though she was a few years ahead of me, she was someone I deeply admired and respected. She was always kind to everyone, especially to me as a younger Theta. Over the years, our connection was rekindled as my husband, Phil, was a fraternity brother of Allan´s. Rest in peace, sweet lady. You have left behind a beautiful legacy and will be dearly missed. With love and condolences, Linda and Phil Currie

Dear Alan, Have tried to call you but only had Ilo's #. Are you able to call me? Love, Karla Bailey 707-256-9249

I remember Ilo for her delicacy and kindness. We shared the love for languages and teaching. We were both at the same Sorority and Univ. of Mont. Rest in peace, dear sister and friend. Isabel (Liz) Posso Diedrichs

Ilo's folks lived across the street from my parents, and I was friends with her sister, Kathy. We would visit and visit. Then, one day in 1967, the news came that Kathy had been killed I believe in an auto accident. Her folks had move to an apartment above the funeral home and all of Kathy's class went there to visit Mrs. Viestenz and console her. When I walked in, I fell into her arms sobbing. We lived, and I still do, in a small town where it seemed everyone knew everyone else. My...