Lee Kershner

Lee Kershner's daughter, Tempra was my best childhood best friend; I recall that Lee Kershner's house always had an ambiance that I wished my house had, with quiet classical music but with four children, my house never seemed quiet. Shortly before her death, she returned to Highland Park, Illinois and knocked on my mother's door. She spent a lovely afternoon visiting with my mother, but the two apparently failed to exchange the addresses so I could easily contact either Tempra or Vlae. ...

Lee was a talented keeper of family stories. I still miss talking with her -- mostly by phone.

The memories of summer and wading across the Des Plaines River to visit Tempra and enjoy the welcome that was always afforded those of us who came over to play came flooding back as I read Vlae's piece. Your mom was a unique and special lady and my heart is with you both at this difficult time.

Thank you Karen for the remembrance...Mother did everything just the way she wanted, right up to the end.

Lee lived life well right up to her final days. She was always the spark that lit the fire in the family. All my older relatives told me I was like her, and I hope that is true.