Linda Kinson

During my last few years at UW-Whitewater, Linda's office was right across from mine. How great was that? She was a hoot! Every day she had a funny story about someone she knew, something she did or something that happened to her. But she was also a good listener and a good friend. She really cared about others, especially her family. Despite her constant physical pain, she was not a complainer.

One day I brought meatloaf for lunch and she said "next time make me a sandwich," and I did. In fact whenever I made meatloaf, my husband reminded me to make a sandwich for Linda.

After we were both retired, we kept in touch, meeting for lunch at Taco Fresco. She would always tell me to say hi to my "boyfriend" (husband).

I am looking forward to seeing Linda in heaven (Romans 10:9, John 3:16, John 14:6 - just to name a few)!

Linda will be deeply missed. Always welcoming and inclusive; always checking in with us. Always a holiday greeting text.
And we shared a passion for great cheese.
With much love,
Kris & Todd Zinkgraf
Xoxo

Linda, I will miss you, but you are in a better place. Love you Judy ehrhardt

You will be missed, rest in peace Linda.

Gaetano&karen Lisuzzo

Linda, you will be extremely missed. You have an awesome family, they love you very much. Lovingly, Nadine Estes

What a beautiful eulogy! It sounds just like something she would say and she really exemplified the difference between living and being alive. Also very kind of her to remember newcomers, even the ones from Illinois as I had heard that she had relatives from the Windy City and flatlands that were often tolerable to be around for brief periods of time. There are too many memories to share, but the one that comes to mind seems to fit. I can remember being invited to join my Aunt, Uncle and Cousins on a vacation to Kentucky Lake to enjoy other lakes besides the one she lived on where as a child I enjoyed swimming, skiing, fishing, skating, sledding, motorcycling, hockey, cross country skiing, sailing, and occasionally taking the the family rowboat for a trip to the bog to collect cattails to dry out and make punks, or to dig holes and "share" the bog with my cousins if they inadvertently left with the rowboat while I was still on the bog. Though Kentucky Lake was fun and we managed to dig up some hibernating tortoises and bring them to a park ranger who may have forgotten to thank us, the very best memories were the times we got to spend together whether on the holidays or during the summer and for that reason I am grateful that it will be impossible to forget the lasting impression she left on my life.

Sincerely,
Francis Patrick Kinson (a/k/a Frankie or Frank)
Her favorite nephew living in El Paso, TX