On Saturday, July 16th at exactly 3:33 pm, we will be lighting a candle in memory of Carroll Krueger. Please join us at that exact moment so that we can all be together in spirit to honor his memory and celebrate his long and amazing life.
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Leave a tributeLydia
Today marks three years since you left us from this world and not a day goes by without thinking of you. Today is also your youngest granddaughter’s high school graduation. I know you are standing by her side as she closes this chapter and opens the next one. You are looking down on her with so much pride and love. As of now, , she wants to follow in her Poppy’s footsteps and be a doctor someday. She has your drive and tenacity, so I have no doubt that she will accomplish anything she sets out to do. Thank you for your love and protection of me, Cole and Emma. I miss you and love you with all my heart.
Lara
Carroll will be greatly missed by everyone who had the pleasure of knowing him. Rest in Peace
I will remember you in many ways. Every time I load up a PBJ I remember the first day you introduced me to your favorite sandwich, peanut butter, mayo and lettuce on white. I hear you everyday I'm battling the craziness of driving in LA, "you have to be defensive on the road, people are crazy". When I am doing yard work or cleaning or fixing something and I start to get sloppy and take short cuts I feel your presence and the importance of taking pride in your work. I remember watching and listening to Seiji Ozawa and Arthur Fiedler orchestrate the Boston Symphony on the only TV in the house and being annoyed at first, but finding myself captivated and enjoying the performance. I remember you never being lazy and not productive. You always had a book, project, idea, something that kept you intrigued and interested in life. I strive everyday to keep my interest in life and its many wonders and you are an extremely talented mentor. I thank you for all the lessons I learned and times we shared. Keep on flying Carroll!
Your love and support always surprised me for some reason, but it was so very real, natural and easy. I'm so deeply grateful for that. It's and honor and a joy to have shared some of your time here on this planet with you. My life is and will continue to be better for it. And, thanks for explaining the Lennon hop and showing me the open joy in your silent, head tilted back, mouth wide open laugh. I'll keep that with me, too.
Love,
Art
We will be lighting a candle on the 16th... but from Ghost Ranch in New Mexico where I will be teaching stained glass.
With love, most sincerely. Marty Meade
It's tough to know just where to begin. I am constantly recalling moments we shared, advice you've given me, things I've learned from you, both intentionally and unintentionally. So much of it just by watching the way you lived your own life. So disciplined, so good at anything you put your mind to. You never settled for mediocre or half-way. You always admired hard work and dedication and that's exactly how you lived your own life. Your word was impeccable, as was your honor. If you said you were going to do something, you did it. And you did it well. Very impressive. Such a tough act to follow.
"Find a need and fill it", that's what you'd say to me. I think back on some of the crazy ideas I shared with you, my very naive and youthful goals for the future, and how you kept a straight face, I'll never know, but "find a need and fill it" is what you'd say. As I got older I never doubted that you believed in me. And in the end, you were always glad to see me and hear about whatever the heck I was up to. I'll miss sharing my crazy ideas and experiences with you, and knowing that you're on the other end of the line, smiling, laughing, living vicariously through all of it. Believing in me all the way.
And I will never doubt just how much you loved us all, and how great you thought your kids and grandkids were. You may have been old-school in the way you'd show your love and affection, but I never doubted just how profound your love was for all of us. Thank you. I will hold onto that love for as long as I live.
And as much as I'll still try to impress you, and make you proud of me, it's such a relief to know that you'll always love me just the way I am.
I love you, too.
xo
Tom
I want to thank you for being my father, and for gracing this earth as long as you did. You became the fine wine of my life: more and more precious to me with age, both mine and yours. I always knew I could count on you to light up with pride and excitement over my good news. What you showed me over time was how lovingly and unconditionally you would shore me up when times were bad. This has meant more to me than I can ever possibly say.
I have learned so much from you about honor, hard work, humility, cordiality, curiosity, wit, love of music and nature. I will never forget a walk we took through the redwoods when I was little. You pointed to a shaft of sunlight filtering through the highest branches and needles, and said it was one of your favorite things in life, that particular light. I like to think you gave me the gift of seeing and hearing things this way -- no detail too small to escape delight and awe.
There are a thousand gifts and quirks I see in myself and my son, my siblings, my aunts and uncles, my nieces and nephews that instantly recall you, Dad. There will never be another person quite like you, but there is so much of you in so many, many of us, that I believe you will grace this world for a very long time.
Rest in peace. I love you.
Lisa
With love and affection
Lydia
Hi Dad,
I am so proud and honored to be your daughter.
I cherish our "special bond" we spoke about a few weeks ago every single day. I've looked up to you my whole life and I want to always do my best for you. From the moment I could walk I've wanted to be by your side. It doesn't matter what we're doing or what is said, I just love being near you.
I love hearing that funny cackle when I tell you the silly things Luke has done and said and I'm so glad the two of you have spent so much time together. He sporadically throws out the "Semper Fi Hoo Rah" you taught him in March when you gave him your USMC hat. We talk about you all the time and we love looking at all your stained glass throughout our house. Pat has loved being around you and truly admires what you have done and the man you are.
You are the most intelligent, hard working, talented, cordial, concerned, kind and loving man I know.
I love you so much, thank you for giving me a wonderful life and I'll be chatting with you as always on Sunday afternoon.
I love you tons,
Erin
I love you so much Dad.
Leave a Tribute
Lydia
Today marks three years since you left us from this world and not a day goes by without thinking of you. Today is also your youngest granddaughter’s high school graduation. I know you are standing by her side as she closes this chapter and opens the next one. You are looking down on her with so much pride and love. As of now, , she wants to follow in her Poppy’s footsteps and be a doctor someday. She has your drive and tenacity, so I have no doubt that she will accomplish anything she sets out to do. Thank you for your love and protection of me, Cole and Emma. I miss you and love you with all my heart.
Lara
Baby Sister
Stain Glass
Dad built these two massive stain glass windows for my bathroom in Lafayette, Louisiana. I was surpised that he even agreed to take on the task, but I was absolutely shocked when he opened the crates and revealed two of the most beautiful stain glass windows I had ever seen. And it was such a treat to install them together. A few years later, when I sold the house, I naturally packed them up and took them with me. At my current house I was always searching for the perfect place to install them, so I ended up building this sauna as almost a sacred chapel for them. That's really what it feels like when you're in there, looking through them, so peaceful and calming. Thank you, Dad! They will always be treasured.
Farewwell to Carroll
To the Family,
We were good friends with the Krueger's when we both lived on Dominican Drive in San Rafael. Dick was the coach of Gilmore Shell, a Little League team of which both Terry, Kevin and Randy played. Carroll was the assistant coach and we have a picture of the baseball team still hanging in our den.
Both coaches were physicians but managed their time to coach these young players. Kevin still keeps in touch with Terry, but I didn't know that Carfroll had moved to Port Ludlow....I was there a fews years ago visiting good frriends--wish I had known.
My husband, Dick, passed away on Aug. 2, 2007 at 73. Dick had a lot of respect for Carroll and his professionalism in orthopedics ( Dick was a radiologist, practicing in SF). They enjoyed being together and we had a lot of fun gatherings in the early 70's.
My sincere sympathy to all the family.....
Ruth A. Wolfe and Family
The photo's and music have been so lovely to view and hear.
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