Corrine Barr
1917 – 2011

Look at the dash between the years. That dash represents what matters most and is the time that my mom spent alive on earth. And now only those who loved her know what that little dash means. My mom often had a smile on her face and was always eager to make everyone happy and put everyone’s comfort before hers. We who knew her no doubt have many fond memories.

Corrine was born December 22, 1917 in North Dakota, the eldest daughter of Ole and Pauline Hegland, second generation Norwegians. Her sisters were Judy, Sue and Adeline. Her brothers were Kenneth, Olaf, Morris, and Vernon. Although seemingly frail and beset with many physical ailments, she had a strong will to live and outlived all of her brothers and sisters.

I came along in 1946. Imagine the sacrifices she made raising me on her own in the late 40’s and early 50’s until Charlie entered her life in 1956. She worked very hard in a cardboard box factory for over 30 years to help provide for everyone. I can appreciate how hard the work was because I worked there one summer – unbelievable.

I have many memories of my mother – some heartwarming and some humorous. Some phrases that evoke memories:
- always wanting to buy the best things for me – and making sacrifices to do that
- being concerned more about how I was than herself
- wanting me to color my moustache so I would look younger
- always insistent on kissing goodbye and feeling bad if she could not do so
- taking the bus everywhere after Charlie passed – shopping, doctor appointments, hair salon
- stories of her installing intercom systems on WWII ships (“Rosie the Riveter”) in Seattle
- her appreciation for any card sent her – especially ones that I sent
- the time she spent in selecting just the right card for family and friends
- giving up a seat to anyone – even if they have less need of it than her
- credit card bills and Home Shopping Club
- picking weeds in the dark so no one can see here bent-over stature
- always wanting to look nice, including having her hair done every Friday
- playing bridge with friends and family
- decorating for Christmas inside and outside of the house
- her wonderful cooking, especially for holidays and those Christmas cookies
- sitting quietly on the couch – enjoying everyone around her

If you have stories or memories you would like to share, please pass them along.

I plan to put together a collection of photographs of her life.

Even at age 93, it was very painful to let her go. She wanted so much to get well and go back home. I and the doctors tried to give her every opportunity to get well – but her body just could not take any more. She passed away October 24. Jackie and I were at her bedside until her last breath.

Although she asked for no service (you know her, she did not want anyone to make a fuss over her), we will be having a family gathering in our home sometime in the near future to honor her life.

I love you mom,
Allan