Lois Jean (Palmer) Karge, 88, of Albert Lea, passed away on Sunday, August 23, 2020 at Thorne Crest Retirement Home.
Lois was born on September 27, 1932 in Fairmont, Minnesota to Edgar and Doris (Adams) Palmer. When Lois was young her family moved to Albert Lea. She attended and graduated from Albert Lea School.
Lois was united in marriage to Raymond Karge on August 17, 1950 and made their home in Albert Lea, Minnesota. To this marriage their daughter was born. Lois worked many years as a stockroom associate for JC Penney in Albert Lea.
Lois will be remembered as a kind and loving person. She was devoted to her faith as a member of First Presbyterian Church in Albert Lea. She was a member of the Ladies Circle at the church for many years. Lois enjoyed traveling with her husband Ray visiting family and friends. She also enjoyed sewing, knitting, baking and gardening.
Lois is survived by her daughter, Diane (Scott) Timmerman and their children Heather Timmerman and Garrett (Laura) Timmerman and sister-in-law Carmen Palmer.
Lois was preceded in death by her parents, her husband, Ray, her sisters and brothers-in-law, Ellen (Maynard) Thompson, Marion (Elston) Randall, Kathryn (Charles) Chrs and brothers and sisters-in-law, Clayton (Juanita Palmer, Donald (Ruth) Palmer, Roscoe (Bernice) Palmer and Richard Palmer.
Private burial will be held at a later date.
Blessed be her memory.
Between waves, under the moon’s light,
after the passing of your smile into memory,
when the last silence falls and your voice
is no longer heard over the shadows
of the earth, when even the rain has stopped
and my memory and my words and my arms
and my hands that held you have fallen away
with the tide of time, retreating forever
into the beckoning everlasting dark;
when everything we know has gone,
when my heart has stopped and yours
no longer calls to mine through the distance
of our time together - others will live in this life
and this love and this light, that we have set
in motion, so that underneath that far off,
yet to arrive and sheltering darkness,
underneath the deep and almost touchable nearness
of all things, underneath the breath of our words
joining together for this privileged time of times,
they will see in the distant pin prick stars
the returning light of the dawn we made together,
as we live in the light and the love of those
who came before us, and who helped us to see
and celebrate and recognize ourselves
and who brought us here and whose light
we now pass on, so that even at the end
of time, even in what looks like silence,
even in the quietest sense of disappearance,
even in the far distance of times beyond
our present understanding, we will be remembered
in the way others still live, and still live on, in our love. ~ David Whyte