Donna Richter of East Bethel died August 15, 2013 at Mercy Hospital in Coon Rapids. Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 11:00 AM Tuesday, August 20th at St. Patrick’s Catholic Church in Oak Grove. A visitation will be held from 5-8 PM Monday, August 19th at Strike Funeral Home -Isanti Chapel and also one hour prior to the funeral Tuesday at the church. Interment Old Bethel Cemetery.
Donna Mae Richter was born August 30, 1930 in St. Cloud to John and Sarah (Bialkia) Kurr. She was raised in the St. Cloud area. Donna married Raymond Richter on October 14, 1948 in St. Cloud. They made their first home in St. Paul and then moved to East Bethel where she has since lived. She was a member of St. Patrick’s Catholic Church in Oak Grove. She enjoyed gardening, playing the piano, feeding the birds; cooking and finding new recipes.
Donna died August 15, 2013 at Mercy Hospital in Coon Rapids at the age of 82 years, 11 months and 15 days. Besides her parents she was preceded in death by her husband, Raymond in 2011; 2 sons, John and Mike.
Donna is survived by 4 children, Sharon (Dennis) Ferguson of St. Francis, Keith (Debbie) Richter of East Bethel, Tim Richter of Isanti, Nancy (Dave) Emmons of Plymouth; 7 grandchildren; 10 great-grandchildren; 1 sister, Rosemary Meierhofer of Waite Park; and many other relatives and friends.
Aunt Donnie
What a reunion you must
be having up there… Say Hi to my Mom & Dad Doug John Mike Uncle Ray Uncle Vic
Tell them i love them amd miss them…I am going to miss you..Love You
Debbie
I have so many special memories of Donnie over the past 42 years! She was kind of like a second mom to me while growing up. I loved to listen to her play piano and make up new songs. She tried to teach me to play a little, but I was a lost cause. You could always count on a fantastic meal from her kitchen and I would call her for cooking advice after my mom passed away. I love all the little sayings she had I use them often! Tomato season was always fun. She and mom would be up to their eyeballs in tomatoes and Donnie would yell over to mom, “Hey, Delores! Do you want some more tomatoes?” Mom would throw her hands up in the air, shake her head and walk away. When Donnie said a ‘few’ tomatoes, it usually meant a wheelbarrow full! Good times, they were.
Thanks, Ma, for all the memories and for the many lessons I learned from you. I can still fold a fitted sheet nice and flat. May your journey to Heaven be everything you expect it to be. I will think of you every time I hear “The Candy Man”.
Debbie.,
I am so sorry for the loss of your mother-in-law. Our thoughts and our prayers are with you all. (don’t know if you remember, I worked with you at HDR)