Mom Has Gone Home

Barbara M. Tegeder
Tegeder, Barbara M. age 90, of Apple Valley, on January 30, 2006. Barb completed business courses at the Minnesota School of Business and later worked as bookkeeper and office manager for the Norblom Plumbing & Heating Co., as a secretary for the Crane Plumbing Co., and as secretary at Bjorkman Furs, Inc. in downtown Mpls. A well-known local vocalist, she took vocal lessons from Mrs. Alice Pratt and in 1932, she studied under Otto Jellison. During her high school days, she took part in many school operettas and musical programs. She also sang for a short period with "The Four Tones in Their Teens" over radio station WCCO during 1932-33 and later, in 1935, was a vocalist with several local orchestras during their playing engagements at the Mpls Athletic Club, at the Nicollet and Radisson Hotels, at Charlie's Cafe Exceptionale, and other locations. She married Robert M. Tegeder in September of 1936 in Mpls. Preceded in death by loving husband, Robert and brother, John Norblom. Survived by children, Robert Jr. (Rufina), James (Marlene), and Barbara (Charles) Bahn; 10 grandchildren, and 5 great-grandchildren. Mass of Christian Burial 11 AM Thursday at St. Joseph's Catholic Church, 13900 Biscayne Ave W., Rosemount with visitation 1 hour prior to Mass at church. Interment Fort Snelling National Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, memorials will be donated to St. Jude's Children's Hospital. White Funeral Home Apple Valley 952-432-2001
Published in the Star Tribune on 1/31/2006.
Notice • Guest Book • Funeral home info • Homily • Eulogy • Articles • Family Funeral Photos  •WCCO Radio • Air Force One Fly-By • Family Site • Photo Video The Lodge On Natchez Hospice Homes & Suites Our family will always be grateful for the dedicated kindness, understanding, compassion and love Jackie and the staff at The Lodge on Natchez shared with Mom and with us at the end of her wonderful life. Find-A-Grave Famous People Presidential Air Force One Fly-by At Mom's Internment On February 2, 2006 Mom's internment ceremony at Fort Snelling National Cemetery had just concluded, when The President of the United States in Air Force One took off from the Minneapolis St. Paul Airport. Heading East to Washington DC, the plane turned and circled West around the cemetery. It was appropriate to us since Mom deserved such a tribute.  Norblom Link

Journey On

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side

spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and

starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty

and strength.

I stand and watch her until at length

she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the

sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says: “There, she

is gone!”

“Gone where?’

Gone from my sight. That is all.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And

just at the moment when someone at my side says:

“There, she is gone!” there are other eyes watching

her coming, and other voices ready to take up the

glad shout: “Here she comes!”

And that is dying.

                                                  Henry Van Dyke

My Mother

This picture was taken in a Columbus, GA hotel room just before my marriage to my wife of 37 years Marlene. A month later I would leave for Panama Jungle School and then on to Viet Nam. She was proud of her son that day and so happy Marlene and I had found each other. She was full of positive support and avoided fear and talking about the war when I was around. Her prayers would follow me she said and I guess they did since I am writing this. It seems she spent her life praying for all of us and wishing us well with constant reinforcement. Barb & Charlie always lived nearby, but Bob and I left home 39 and 43 years ago respectively. During all those years she followed our travels, adventures, successes, families, jobs, homes, birthdays, accomplishments, disappointments and failures with a wonderful happy spirit and belief in us. When she was weak at the end she still was positive about most things except hearing someone in the hospital say, "I'll be right back". It was hard to see her so quiet after 90 years of determined living. She used to call me home to dinner and I could hear her three blocks away. She was a great traveler and loved our yearly trips throughout the United States. Like Dad, she instilled a fascination for what was over the next hill and beyond. In the winter around the dining room table she would bring us carmeled apples and join us while we planned the next summer's trip, historical marker by historical marker. The pictures here show how beautiful  my mother was and I remember her dressing up for formal events with Dad  and how she always knocked our socks off when she was ready to leave. I remember our house was where everyone in the neighborhood came. I remember we had the first TV on our block and how she sat on the floor and watched Howdy Doody and insisted on quiet during the Ed Sullivan and Lawrence Welk shows. I remember every weekend at our Grandparents homes and family relationships formed there which were evidenced in Jay's recollections at her service. She lied to me only once that I know of. At the age of seven I had my tonsils out and she convinced me this was a good thing because I could then have all the ice cream I could eat. I do remember that. Well, this rambling remembrance can't leave out the happy times at Jenny Lake in the Tetons, the top of Mesa Verde, her love for Florida, motel swimming pools, church, the Christmas morning surprise, her clothes chute, covering her head with a blanket driving in the mountains, the secret locked shelf in the hall closet, tornado huddling in the SW corner of the basement, our single bath room on Knox Avenue in which my reading of long novels seemed to set her off a bit. Somewhere there are tape reels Dad made of Saturday mornings in that house. We need to find them. Thanks to Dad there are 30 to 40 thousand pictures of Mom in 35mm slides. She looked great in all of them with peddle pushers, sneakers, shorts, formals, sweat shirts, sweaters, skirts and slacks, but never jeans. She was beautiful in a wheelchair at Jenny and Cory's wedding last year. I was always proud of both my parents. I can't remember ever not wanting them around. Well, I suppose dating was the exception. Speaking of dating, Mom had a problem of not being able to sleep if we were out of the house so I was greeted upon my return home every time. She couldn't have had much sleep in the past 39 years. I know this is true because on every visit home it was the same. When she heard me mention Mystic Lake Casino she would moan...another late night! I go there for the Walleye Dinner Mom!. She would smile and shake her head. My Mother was a class act. She was loving, strong, intelligent and good. She loved her God, her family and her country. She expected people to do the right thing. When disappointments and trouble came she went on and found a way to be thankful and happy. I know she was always thinking of us at those times and the example she wanted to set. She always had her music and she sang with us at the piano, in the car and really anywhere but in public. She sang to herself all the time. I remember that. I am sure she is singing now! No one is perfect they say, but she was and is the perfect Mother to me. Jim Tegeder February 8, 2006 Do not let your hearts be troubled. You have faith in God; have faith also in me.     In my Father's house there are many dwelling places. If there were not, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?     And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back again and take you to myself, so that where I am you also may be.     Where (I) am going you know the way."   Thomas said to him, "Master, we do not know where you are going; how can we know the way?"     Jesus said to him, "I am the way and the truth  and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.     If you know me, then you will also know my Father. From now on you do know him and have seen him."     Philip said to him, "Master, show us the Father,  and that will be enough for us."     Jesus said to him, "Have I been with you for so long a time and you still do not know me, Philip? Whoever has seen me has seen the Father. How can you say, 'Show us the Father'?     Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words that I speak to you I do not speak on my own. The Father who dwells in me is doing his works.     Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me, or else, believe because of the works themselves.     Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever believes in me will do the works that I do, and will do greater ones than these, because I am going to the Father.     And whatever you ask in my name, I will do, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son.     If you ask anything of me in my name, I will do it.   "If you love me, you will keep my commandments.   And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate  to be with you always,     the Spirit of truth,  which the world cannot accept, because it neither sees nor knows it. But you know it, because it remains with you, and will be in you.     I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you.    In a little while the world will no longer see me, but you will see me, because I live and you will live.     On that day you will realize that I am in my Father and you are in me and I in you.     Whoever has my commandments and observes them is the one who loves me. And whoever loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and reveal myself to him."     Judas, not the Iscariot, said to him, "Master, (then) what happened that you will reveal yourself to us and not to the world?"     Jesus answered and said to him, "Whoever loves me will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our dwelling with him.     Whoever does not love me does not keep my words; yet the word you hear is not mine but that of the Father who sent me.     "I have told you this while I am with you.   The Advocate, the holy Spirit that the Father will send in my name--he will teach you everything and remind you of all that (I) told you.     Peace  I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give it to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid.     You heard me tell you, 'I am going away and I will come back to you.' If you loved me, you would rejoice that I am going to the Father; for the Father is greater than I.     And now I have told you this before it happens, so that when it happens you may believe.     I will no longer speak much with you, for the ruler of the world  is coming. He has no power over me,   but the world must know that I love the Father and that I do just as the Father has commanded me. Get up, let us go.                     John 14: 1-6,19