Katherine Louise King

King K web picJune 1942 – Jan. 2015

“Just call me Kathy with a K.” Katherine Louise King had enough of her battle with leukemia and moved on to pester Our Lord in Heaven on January 2, 2015 at the age of 72.

“The oldest child is the crabgrass in the lawn of life.” Kathy was born June 7, 1942 in Clarkston, Washington, the oldest of the seven children of the late Philip and Muriel Bruni. During her time in Clarkston, Kathy bossed around her siblings, who tormented her with spiders; rode horses as much as she could; graduated from Clarkston High School; and fell in love with her Sweet Baboo, Floyd King, who married her in November of 1961 and whisked her away from all of her brothers and sisters and horses, first to Los Angeles, California and then on to their final destination of Turlock, California.

“I tried sitting down for five minutes once, but it just wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.” Kathy wasted no time in Turlock. She was a diligent mom to her two children, who both were unable to get away with anything. She volunteered for many of her children’s myriad activities, including helping with Cub and Boy Scouts, the Central Valley School of Ballet and Dance Company, the Turlock High School Marching Band, and Little League. She infiltrated Sacred Heart Parish and was president of the Young Ladies Institute, a leader in Marriage Encounter for 10 years, a Eucharistic Minister for 30 years, a Journey in Christianity leader and council member for 16 years, and a teacher of the sexuality portion of the Pre-marriage classes, much to the chagrin of her teenaged children. She worked for 40 years for the Turlock Medical Clinic, where she loved the patients and they loved her right back. And when she wasn’t doing all of this other stuff, she was sewing, playing tennis, watching movies, visiting Bodega Bay, jogging, cleaning house, going to shows, pruning her roses, doing aerobics, and reading.

“I want to be the maker of small miracles for my grandchildren.” For such a small person, Kathy had boundless love and attention for a limitless number of souls. She was a rock-solid and ready support for any who needed her. She took an active interest in all who crossed her path: patients from the clinic, people in line at the grocery store, fellow concert-goers, even the entire staff of the Bone Marrow Transplant unit at Sutter Memorial in Sacramento—where she spent her final days—was not immune to her genuine interest in their personal lives. She lived to put on dinners and relished fretting over the details for months in advance. She had an easy laugh and delighted in a good story, particularly if it got just a wee bit randy in the end. And as much as she adored her husband, her children, her brothers and sisters, and her friends, it was her grandchildren that captured the lion’s share of her sparkle. Inspired by the relationship with her own grandmother, Kathy spoiled her grandchildren with hugs, special trips to Target, laughter, and pink salad. But she was also an example to them of how to enjoy the little things in life and value the people who pass through.

Kathy is survived by her adoring husband of 53 years, Floyd King; as well as her brilliant son, Brian King, of Columbia, Illinois and his son Justin and daughter Lauren; her obstinate daughter, Susan Carmon of Fair Oaks, California and her husband Joe and their children Samuel and Eric; her siblings Marv Anders of Fontana, California, Arlene Goldner and Vicky Draper of Clarkston Washington, Yvonne Roberts of Sheridan, Oregon, and Phil Bruni of Veradale, Washington (her baby brother Orlando Bruni was waiting for her at the Gates of Heaven); and enough extended family, friends, and fans to fill a good-sized concert hall.

Memorial contributions can be made in her memory to Be The Match at BeTheMatch.org

Rosary and Mass services will be held at Sacred Heart Catholic Church on Thursday, January 8, 2015 at 10:30 a.m. Reception immediately following at Allen Mortuary reception hall. Please bring a favorite potluck dish and fond memories to share.


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