Condolences for Bonnie M. Rhodes

Sandy Braze Sheehan posted on 8/4/12

My parents were great friends with Bonnie and her family in Williamsville, IL and when we moved, they all came to visit our resort in Hayward, WI, but my story starts back in about 1965, growing up in Williamsville. I remember being very angry at my mother and packing my little overnight suitcase with all the essentials; a box of cereal, clean underwear and my toy train. Leaving the house quietly, I walked through the back fields to Bonnie's house. I don't think my mother even knew I was gone. Marching up to Bonnie's door, I knocked and she answered with her sweet, "Hello: and I simplying annoucned, "Hello, I'm staying!" She had a shocked look on her face, but she invited me in plus probably called my mother who came to pick me up after a short spell. I was allowed to play with Becky and Michele in the meantime, but I wanted to stay. LOL. Bonnie was the sweetest person I knew at the time and I was onlyh 3 years old. I hope our mother's are chit=chatting together in heaven reliving all the good times!

 

Hannah Sturm posted on 9/30/11

Grandma, You have forever changed who I am as a human being. My whole life you treated me like a princess. You took the role as third parent to Jake and I, and we are both so very thankful for that. I remember how you would ALWAYS take us to Arby's for curly fries and jamocha shakes after we would visit Mom on the weekends. You called me your angel girl and thought I could do no wrong and I can count the number of times you yelled at me my entire life on one hand. You were the best grandma in the entire world and I don't think anyone could ever change my mind otherwise. I will miss our talks about boys, life, religion and movies in general. I'll miss coming to pick you up on holidays and you chatting away with me as I drove as slow and careful as possible so I didn't scare you. But most of all, I will forever miss you. I am so very blessed to have had you as a grandma and someday, I will share my memories of you with my children. Tell Dad, Alan, and Uncle Mark "hello" for me. I love you very much.

 

Beth Kattleman posted on 7/29/11

I met Bonnie shortly after I met Rebecca. She always called me "darlin'" and referred to me as her "other daughter." My fondest memories of Bonnie are when Rebecca and I went to visit her in Williamsville back in 2000. We had a wonderful time looking through old photos (she loved her family so much), and watching old movies. We sat outside every day watching the birds and enjoying the colors of her beautiful garden. The couple of weeks I was visiting, she poured my coffee in the same mug every morning. It had an illustration of a little girl on it, reading a book under a big tree, with the caption "The sky above and a book to love." When we left Williamsville, Bonnie insisted I take it with me to remember my visit...it is one of my most cherished possessions (Bonnie knew I loved to read and drink coffee in equally great amounts) A birthday and Christmas never went by without a card, a meaningful gift and a phone call from Bonnie, wishing me a happy day and sending her love. I'm going to miss those calls...and I'm going to miss you, Bonnie Darlin' - I'll never forget your smile, your kindness, and your love.

 

Lisa Worthington posted on 7/28/11

I lived next door to the Rhodes when we moved from Evansville, Indiana to Williamsville, IL in 1971. We moved in April so it was the end of my 3rd Grade year. I became close friends with her youngest daughter Becky Rhodes, we were inseparable playmates. One of my fondest memories of Bonnie is when I was learning to play the flute in 4th grade. Our band leader had chosen me along with other students to compete in a band competition at Riverton Grade School. Bonnie volunteered to accompany me in my flute solo. She worked diligently on her piano accompaniment. I however, being in 4th grade and not in the least interested in practicing my piece, blew off learning the music. I would practice with Bonnie at her home using the sheet music. I will never forget the day I went to the competition. The judge called me to the front of the room to play my solo,. I marched up there, knowing full well I hadn't memorized any of the music. Bonnie began playing the introduction beautifully. I just stood there with my lips to the flute unable to play a note as I hadn't a clue what to play. Bonnie, thinking I had a case of the nerves, started her introduction once again. I turned my head to her, shrugged my shoulders to let her know the jig was up. I walked back to my seat, not the least bit upset that I had made a fool of myself. Bonnie came back to make sure I was O.K. as she was sure my nerves had ruined it for me. When the ceremony awards took place at the end of the competition, I ended up getting a third place ribbon. Hey, I was happy and so was Bonnie. She was very good to me. I love you Bonnie.

 

Lew Rhodes posted on 7/27/11

One of my favorite memories of Mom was when she took my brother, Mark and I to the drive-in for a James Bond marathon. Five Bond movies and we watched them all. It was almost morning by the time we got home. We were watching From Russia With Love and the belly dancing woman scene came on. She told Mark and i to cover out eyes and she would tell us when it was OK to look again. I was in the front seat with Mom and Mark was in the back. About 2 minutes after the woman stopped dancing Mark said, "Can I look now?" I replied, "Yea, she stopped a couple minutes ago." Mom popped be playfully on the back of the head and said, "You were watching the whole time?!" We laughed and laughed. Great times. Mom was a great soul. She will be missed. Lew

 

Fran Hopper posted on 7/27/11

Our family was a neighbor to Bonnie and her family years ago in Williamsville. My son Doug is a good friend of Becky's and has been since he was a young boy. Bonnie was a very sweet kind person and she will be missed. Soon she will join the rest of the great folks at Walnut Hill who have gone on before her. Rest in Peace, Bonnie

 

Suzanne Kaspar posted on 7/27/11

Your were my last Aunt and we had so much fun the last 10 years. We went to out eat many times and one of the funniest times we had was at Bob Evans. We were waiting to be seated and the waitress took us to a booth. We are both really short and the table hit us at our chins. I got the waitreses attention and told her we had to be moved. We laughed until we cried. We loved old movies and to just visit. I will miss her terribly.

 

Diana (Karrick) Turner posted on 7/27/11

My Dearest Aunt Bonnie...I am going to miss you so much. I will miss our talks late at night for both of us night owls :). I will miss your pep talks, encouraging me, building me up when I was struggling with life's challenges. I will miss hearing the stories about my mom when she was younger and some of the mischief you two would get in. I will miss your phone calls to wish me "Happy Birthday my Diana Lynn". I know that God lives and that one day I will see you and all my family again. Until we meet again, God Bless, Aunt Bonnie. I love you! Diana

 

Beverly Cover posted on 7/27/11

Aunt Bonnie was an incredible woman who dearly loved her family. She could tell stories for hours about her childhood, and of my mom and other aunts, and I loved every minute of them. The batteries on our cordless phones would give out before the stories. She will be greatly missed.

 

paula maynard posted on 7/26/11

I can still hear her chirpy sweet voice saying "hello". You have made your mark on this earth which will follow your name forever. Goodbye, Bonnie.

 

Rebecca Rhodes posted on 7/26/11

Mom's own eternal flame.

 

Rebecca Rhodes posted on 7/26/11

The first memory I can recall of Mom was when I was just a toddler. She was helping me take a bath, dodging the exuberant splashing I was fond of...Tidal Waves, I think she called them, when she finally said it was time to get out. I stood up. I was very small because the edge of the tub was almost to my waist. Mom was waiting with a big yellow towel. As I shifted my weight, I shook water droplets off my foot before stepping onto the floor. Mom said, "What a smart girl you are! You shook all that water off so it wouldn't get the floor too wet. What a good, smart girl!" I shook the other foot for a full minute. She just waited, smiling and nodding, before wrapping me in golden absorbent terrycloth. I recognized her words for what they were: encouragement. She wanted me to feel like a good, smart girl. She wanted me to know she admired me. There have been countless moments of encouragement from my mom in the forty-nine years I knew her, but that one always sticks in my mind. Smiles, approval and golden hugs. She will be missed. She will be missed forever. But never forgotten. Beck