Wilma G. Ahrend


Wilma G. Ahrend


AhrendOur dear mother was just passing through this lifetime on a journey to see her savior. She devoted many hours to the study of God’s Word in worship and praise for Him. Her inner light did shine, Wilma loved the Lord Jesus and her cheerful personality was her best trait, greeting everyone with a sweet happy “hello”.

She was adored by her family and friends, and anyone that spent time with her. Wilma was a dedicated mother, grandmother and homemaker, talented seamstress. She was so good at tatting lace she taught classes at her senior living center. Her tatting adorned the edges of many loving gifts to her family and friends. Our dear mother was called to her heavenly home on April 8, 2014, age 97. Born in Snyder, OK to John W. Solomon and Oma A. Noel.

Preceded in death by her parents, husband William (Bill) A. Ahrend, and sister Margaret Womack, and son-in-law, Jim Conkin.

She is survived by her son William (Bill) Ahrend and wife Faye; her two daughters, Donna Conkin, and Margaret (Margee) Gaeddert and her husband Anthony (Tony); 7 grandchildren, 8 great-grandchildren. Wilma graduated from Chickasha High School in 1939. Bill and Wilma married on June 5, 1940 and raised their children in Tulsa, OK, and 40 years later moved to Edmond and Oklahoma City, OK celebrating over 50 years of marriage.

Funeral services will be at 10:00am Monday, April 14, Matthews Funeral Home 601 S. Kelly, Edmond, OK. Viewing will be Sunday, April 13 from noon-8:00pm with Family Greet from 4:00-6:00pm.

2 thoughts on “Wilma G. Ahrend”

  1. Debi (Ratliff) Edwards

    To the Ahrend family, you all are in my thoughts and prayers. I remember growing up Wilma was always in the kitchen cooking and baking. I still have the apron she made for me, I guess it’s been 50, 52 years ago, I still have it and treasure it. I will miss her and her sweet smile. I love you guys, Debi (Ratliff) Edwards

  2. Karen Attebery

    Already miss Miss Wilma’s sweet face and “Hi, Honey” as I visit Tuscany Village each day to check on Mom (Helen Mitchell #424). Such a dear, sweet lady and I never really got to know her well; can’t imagine the pleasure she brought to those who were a part of her life well lived!

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