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Published April 23, 2008
AYON, KAREN
KAREN AYON Karen Drollinger Ayon, 67, of Las Vegas, passed away April 18, 2008. Born Sept. 8, 1940, in Murray, Utah, Karen was raised in Ely and Elko. She attended BYU in 1959. In 1960, Karen moved to Reno, where she met and married Oscar L. Ayon. Karen made her career in the growing casino business in Reno and Lake Tahoe. After the birth of her children, Krissy and Jason, Karen devoted her life to being a wife and mother. Karen, Oscar and their family made Las Vegas their permanent home in 1967. Karen is survived by her husband, Oscar; and daughter, Krissy, both of Las Vegas; her son, Jason of Portland, Ore.; sister, Kaye Morse Trouten of Elko; and her brother, Ward Drollinger of Riggins, Idaho. Karen also has 20 nieces and nephews. Visitation will be from 4:30-5:30 p.m., with services starting at 6 p.m., Thursday, April 24, both at the LDS Christy Chapel, 1001 Christy Lane, Las Vegas, NV 89110. Karen will be laid to rest in Ely.
From: Curtis Drollinger
To: Lenova Begay
Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2008 08:27:35 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: My sister, Karen
Dear Lenova;
I suppose I have been in denial the last couple of days. My baby sister, Karen has died late Friday evening. She has had a terrible bout with her alergies. She couldn't breathe well and asked her Husband Oscar to take her outside so she might breathe easier. He did and Karen said she felt better, but she was very thirsty. He brought her some water and she could not swallow it. She gurgled out for him to dial 911. She went into shock. The EMT's worked on her for 45 minutes and finely pronounced her dead. Poor always calm Oscar could not control his rush of emotions. Robert Lyle came down and spent some time with him.
It is so sad when we lose a close relative. This whole family is in shock. All of us who knew Karen and Oscar have always leaned on their love and strength to help guide us through our hardships and even our not so hard ships. They are truly one as God has described a marriage of a man and a woman. Both Karen and Oscar have met those requirements for the fulfillment of a Blessed Marriage by God. They both have diligently worked alone and together, in their kind and wonderful way, to glorify their marrage commitments. They have treated all of us love with unsurpassed generosity to all their family members and friends in such a loving and wonderful way. We all asked Karen and Oscar for as little as advice to as much as they might be able to spare. They became the Rock for all family members and their friends to count on for love and kiindness. What a magnificant Blessing to know either or both of them, and have them as my "little sister and little brother." They are both giants and I love them so very much. I cannot love them as much as I have felt loved. I am a weak character. I will tell you, I love both of them as much as I am capable of loving. I ask our Most Loving and Wonderful God Who is LOVE, to consider her and her husband kindly and generously for The Kingdom. Please forgive all of our transgressions, Dear Lord. I ask this in Your Most Holy Name, Jesus Christ. Amen.
E. Karen Drollinger Ayon
For two of us she was mother
Some of us called her "Mom"
For one of us she was something other
Wife, lover, companion even perhaps "the bomb!"
As a sister and cousin, she was excitement
Fun to have around
Full of silly antics
Playful as a clown
To so many of us she was Aunt Karen
The center of attention she made us feel
It seems from everything we did or said
Her interest and excitement could not hide her zeal
"Oh that sounds exciting!"
She would often say
As she seemed to vicariously live her life
Through each of us day by day
She saw the good in all of us
So optimistic from the git
Even to the point of being nerving
She'd declare "OJ they must acquit!"
With passion she would live her life
Always trying to have a ball
Interacting with anyone who would
Come to visit or give her a simple call
If for various reasons
She could not move about
She'd watch her little TV
For the chance to debate or even shout
As to the E within her name
It might come as a surpriser
Erma. Ethel or Ester
I always thought it was "Energizer"
For growing up around her
One would realize
Her energy often belied her
Regardless of her size
From all the bumps and bruises
Even broken bones
She would sympathize with you
With her caring tones
She seemed to adopt every little kid
From 230 Pancho Villa to her vision limit
Their house was always buzzing
With every little kid and their kismet
Of joining Aunt Karen's ranks
Of her little fans
As the lady just down the street
Who puts goodies in their hands
And now her time has come
And this her legacy
That every heart that she touched
Will miss her "Normalcy"
(Poem per Robert Drollinger)
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1940 - 2008 (67 years)
