Gladys Ruth was the daughter of Albert Alrich (1892-1973) and Mabel Rose (1895-1973) (McKoy) Wohlken, born Aug.11, 1919 in San Francisco, San Francisco Co., Calif., died at her home in Saratoga, Santa Clara Co., Calif., Nov. 8, 1976.
She was at home when she died, after a very long stay in the Hospital. I had decided to go by and see how she was doing that morning on my way to work. My step-father was just leaving for work when I arrived. Soon after arriving and visiting with my mother I was called back into her bedroom by the Nurse. She said my mother had the "death rattles", I should call the Doctor immediately... went back into the room after calling and I was trying to get my mother to respond while holding her hand, when she passed away. I had a very bad day after that, but I was glad I was there with her when it happened.
Don't remember for sure if it was that night or the next one, but I was in the back bedroom at home praying/crying, with my eyes closed, for quite awhile, over the family bible, all of the sudden I saw this bright light and heard this voice and I could see the outline of a figure walking towards me in the distance, in this bright light, saying, "don't worry everything is going to be alright." It really is something hard to explain, but at that moment it was like a big weight had been lifted from me, I immediately felt better about my mother and had this wonderful feeling of relief and elation, it is hard to explain it, but it is something I will never forget for the rest of my life!!
She married John Mario Prola April 20, 1939 in Reno, Washoe Co., Nevada, and had two children by him.
She married her second husband, Joseph Thomas Laureno (1923-1993), May 10, 1947 in Oakland, Alameda Co., Calif.
Her favorite color was Yellow.
She was a "tomboy" growing up with her cousins, played baseball, rode motorcycles, climbed trees, etc.
She worked at the Alameda Navel Air Station during World War II.
She was very independent, determined, and strong willed, yet caring and loving and taught her children to be the same.
She loved her family, adventure, painting and charcoal drawing. She loved fashion, sewing, music and dancing. She was a great cook, could fix anything if she put her mind to it, including plumbing and cars.
She was proud to be a woman. She once told me years ago, when the women "lib" movement was going strong, that she believed in equal opportunity and pay, but still wanted a man to open doors for her and treat her like a women.
I wish she could have lived long enough to see her great grandchildren; she would have loved them to death I am sure.
Still think of you every day and miss you mom, even after all these years.
She was at home when she died, after a very long stay in the Hospital. I had decided to go by and see how she was doing that morning on my way to work. My step-father was just leaving for work when I arrived. Soon after arriving and visiting with my mother I was called back into her bedroom by the Nurse. She said my mother had the "death rattles", I should call the Doctor immediately... went back into the room after calling and I was trying to get my mother to respond while holding her hand, when she passed away. I had a very bad day after that, but I was glad I was there with her when it happened.
Don't remember for sure if it was that night or the next one, but I was in the back bedroom at home praying/crying, with my eyes closed, for quite awhile, over the family bible, all of the sudden I saw this bright light and heard this voice and I could see the outline of a figure walking towards me in the distance, in this bright light, saying, "don't worry everything is going to be alright." It really is something hard to explain, but at that moment it was like a big weight had been lifted from me, I immediately felt better about my mother and had this wonderful feeling of relief and elation, it is hard to explain it, but it is something I will never forget for the rest of my life!!
She married John Mario Prola April 20, 1939 in Reno, Washoe Co., Nevada, and had two children by him.
She married her second husband, Joseph Thomas Laureno (1923-1993), May 10, 1947 in Oakland, Alameda Co., Calif.
Her favorite color was Yellow.
She was a "tomboy" growing up with her cousins, played baseball, rode motorcycles, climbed trees, etc.
She worked at the Alameda Navel Air Station during World War II.
She was very independent, determined, and strong willed, yet caring and loving and taught her children to be the same.
She loved her family, adventure, painting and charcoal drawing. She loved fashion, sewing, music and dancing. She was a great cook, could fix anything if she put her mind to it, including plumbing and cars.
She was proud to be a woman. She once told me years ago, when the women "lib" movement was going strong, that she believed in equal opportunity and pay, but still wanted a man to open doors for her and treat her like a women.
I wish she could have lived long enough to see her great grandchildren; she would have loved them to death I am sure.
Still think of you every day and miss you mom, even after all these years.
Gladys Ruth was the daughter of Albert Alrich (1892-1973) and Mabel Rose (1895-1973) (McKoy) Wohlken, born Aug.11, 1919 in San Francisco, San Francisco Co., Calif., died at her home in Saratoga, Santa Clara Co., Calif., Nov. 8, 1976.
She was at home when she died, after a very long stay in the Hospital. I had decided to go by and see how she was doing that morning on my way to work. My step-father was just leaving for work when I arrived. Soon after arriving and visiting with my mother I was called back into her bedroom by the Nurse. She said my mother had the "death rattles", I should call the Doctor immediately... went back into the room after calling and I was trying to get my mother to respond while holding her hand, when she passed away. I had a very bad day after that, but I was glad I was there with her when it happened.
Don't remember for sure if it was that night or the next one, but I was in the back bedroom at home praying/crying, with my eyes closed, for quite awhile, over the family bible, all of the sudden I saw this bright light and heard this voice and I could see the outline of a figure walking towards me in the distance, in this bright light, saying, "don't worry everything is going to be alright." It really is something hard to explain, but at that moment it was like a big weight had been lifted from me, I immediately felt better about my mother and had this wonderful feeling of relief and elation, it is hard to explain it, but it is something I will never forget for the rest of my life!!
She married John Mario Prola April 20, 1939 in Reno, Washoe Co., Nevada, and had two children by him.
She married her second husband, Joseph Thomas Laureno (1923-1993), May 10, 1947 in Oakland, Alameda Co., Calif.
Her favorite color was Yellow.
She was a "tomboy" growing up with her cousins, played baseball, rode motorcycles, climbed trees, etc.
She worked at the Alameda Navel Air Station during World War II.
She was very independent, determined, and strong willed, yet caring and loving and taught her children to be the same.
She loved her family, adventure, painting and charcoal drawing. She loved fashion, sewing, music and dancing. She was a great cook, could fix anything if she put her mind to it, including plumbing and cars.
She was proud to be a woman. She once told me years ago, when the women "lib" movement was going strong, that she believed in equal opportunity and pay, but still wanted a man to open doors for her and treat her like a women.
I wish she could have lived long enough to see her great grandchildren; she would have loved them to death I am sure.
Still think of you every day and miss you mom, even after all these years.
She was at home when she died, after a very long stay in the Hospital. I had decided to go by and see how she was doing that morning on my way to work. My step-father was just leaving for work when I arrived. Soon after arriving and visiting with my mother I was called back into her bedroom by the Nurse. She said my mother had the "death rattles", I should call the Doctor immediately... went back into the room after calling and I was trying to get my mother to respond while holding her hand, when she passed away. I had a very bad day after that, but I was glad I was there with her when it happened.
Don't remember for sure if it was that night or the next one, but I was in the back bedroom at home praying/crying, with my eyes closed, for quite awhile, over the family bible, all of the sudden I saw this bright light and heard this voice and I could see the outline of a figure walking towards me in the distance, in this bright light, saying, "don't worry everything is going to be alright." It really is something hard to explain, but at that moment it was like a big weight had been lifted from me, I immediately felt better about my mother and had this wonderful feeling of relief and elation, it is hard to explain it, but it is something I will never forget for the rest of my life!!
She married John Mario Prola April 20, 1939 in Reno, Washoe Co., Nevada, and had two children by him.
She married her second husband, Joseph Thomas Laureno (1923-1993), May 10, 1947 in Oakland, Alameda Co., Calif.
Her favorite color was Yellow.
She was a "tomboy" growing up with her cousins, played baseball, rode motorcycles, climbed trees, etc.
She worked at the Alameda Navel Air Station during World War II.
She was very independent, determined, and strong willed, yet caring and loving and taught her children to be the same.
She loved her family, adventure, painting and charcoal drawing. She loved fashion, sewing, music and dancing. She was a great cook, could fix anything if she put her mind to it, including plumbing and cars.
She was proud to be a woman. She once told me years ago, when the women "lib" movement was going strong, that she believed in equal opportunity and pay, but still wanted a man to open doors for her and treat her like a women.
I wish she could have lived long enough to see her great grandchildren; she would have loved them to death I am sure.
Still think of you every day and miss you mom, even after all these years.
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