I'm so sorry that Joe and I never got a chance to meet you both in person. We could have got a chance to find out so much more about the family. We have no one around to help us out to try and figure who belongs to who.         Joe's brother passed away two weeks ago. We haven't had a funeral yet, because of the virus going around. Maybe someday soon we can put him to rest with mom and dad and the rest of the family. When you get to meet him, tell him we send our LOVE. We send out LOVE to ALL!              

On this beautiful autumn day with the golden maples and red-leafed dogwoods reminds me of Ginny's sunny personality that radiated to all who knew and loved her!

When someone you love dies you , you never quite get over it . You just slowly learn how to go on without them . But always keeping them tucked safely in your heart . We will miss and love you always .

We send our love and our prayers, even though we are a little late.
I sorry that I haven't kept in tough as promised.
Our prayers are with the whole family.

I think the hardest part of losing someone isn't having to say goodbye , but rather learning to live without them . Always trying to fill the void the emptiness that's left inside your heart when they go . Ginny and Bob will always be in our heart's . Forever Ruben & Darlene .

It is hard to remember Ginny alone. It was always Bob and Ginny or Ginny and Bob. Sharon and I moved to Dunsmuir in 1968. Through our friends Fred and Ginny Vogel we soon met the Von Heins. It was love at first sight for us. We visited often, and rarely left empty-handed. Usually it was a jug of that wonderful apple juice. For many years I would reciprocate with a small steelhead, but when I converted to flyfishing and catch and release, I couldn't do that.
For many years Bob was treasurer of Mt. Shasta Area Audubon. He made us justify every expenditure Many board meetings in the house, with Ginny always feeding us some sort of goodies..We loved watching the brine shrimp.Of course Ginny's blackberry and apple pies were as good as the juice. Our sons Rune and Bjorn had no grandparents close by, and they sort of adopted Ginny and Bob as their local ones. Rune was house-sitting once when a big fire broke out and approached from the south. He was very afraid that the house would burn on his watch.
And the harmonica music!!!!!
The world is a poorer place without Ginny and Bob. They will be forever missed.

It doesn't seem possible that Christmas is around the corner and for the first time Ginny is no longer with us...of course, she remains in spirit to countless family members and friends.

A visit to the Von Hein home meant never leaving without something to take home...in the late summer, it typically meant a trip to the basement to see what Ginny had canned..a veritable "grocery store" ready for winter months to enjoy the "fruits of their labors" all winter/spring long. 

One always graciously accepted some of the "bounty" whether it was a jug of apple juice, a jar of jam, a cluster of silver dollar plants or those beautiful orange Japanese Lanterns Ginny had carefully tended throughout the summer...oh yes, and small redwood trees Bob had been growing were always offered....the only thing we ever declined, not having a place to grow them.

In viewing the photo album, my favorites show Ginny making a pie...typically apple pie since their orchard was laden with apple trees. it seemed she was either baking or cooking up some tasty goodie..often times some Italian delicacy I had never heard of.... but naturally something she was familiar with. Among the many fruits/vegetables, she and Bob liked to grow artichokes and one day we visited, she was trimming and cooking up some unique dish with them.

Ginny's heart and soul was in her kitchen...after Bob's passing, she often reminisced about their life and their passion for ALL that was in the world...plants, trees, birds.

Carl and I were privileged to have known her and Bob and to have been included in summertime parties on the deck and at her birthday parties...of course, her 100th was the icing on the cake as people came from near and far to honor her.

Ginny, as I raise my glass in a toast, "Here's looking at you!"

What an amazing woman!

Mom would have been 101 today! I miss her very much. And I miss Dad too. It’s strange to think they are both gone now. It’s been tough getting used to her not being here, since I’m still living at the house Mom and Dad shared with each other, our family, extended families and many friends over the 42 years they were here. There always seemed to be something going on, work in the garden, every kind of fruit and vegetable being processed one way or another, people dropping by to visit, Mom cooking up food, large family gatherings, lots of discussions, many of them heated, lots of music, games, Perquacky. The old house seems too quiet now – I miss that constant commotion.

These last two years I was privileged to be Mom’s caregiver, sharing this house that has seen and heard so much. I won’t lie; caring for Mom was sometimes a challenge, as anyone who has experienced this care giving thing will attest. But there were the good times and wonderful memories, too, and I wouldn’t have had it otherwise.

Many know that she kept diaries of every day of every year they were here (the first we found started in 1972) and she would sit and re-read them remembering (and sometimes not) things they did that day. Dad picked apples or berries, pruned trees, planted this or that; she canned eight quarts of applesauce, 12 pints of jam, or froze 20 bags of beans, made pies for dinner, sitting night after night cutting apples to make gallons and gallons of apple juice. Or she would write about who came by for a visit (many, many visitors), or the activities of the kids who were staying with them at the time. Always something. For several years Mom and Dad were one of the host families for the Palo Alto Chamber Orchestra’s performers, providing a home for the kids to stay while they were here for the Tribute to the Trees concert in the Dunsmuir Botanical Gardens. Some returned years later—remembering the good food and wonderful apple juice -- to visit and stay with them again

Mom was a special person. Everyone loved her -- a testament to the kind of person she was. I’ve gone through her address books – they had so many friends. And she maintained those friendships through the years. She always remembered everyone’s birthdays and anniversaries with a card or a call. She was a great cook and I know that was something she missed when her arthritis in her hands got so bad. She had a great appetite – she could chow down with the best of them, even up to the end she was a good eater! But she always kept her slim shape – wish I could have inherited those genes!  She also had a major sweet tooth – loved See’s candies, chocolate of any kind and would always ask for “just a small cookie” after dinner. Whenever I see a banana I think of her – she always wanted her banana in the morning.

She will long be remembered by so many people. Mom was an unforgettable woman. 
I love you Mom and I hope you are with Dad, who you missed terribly, walking through some orchard somewhere.

I never got the chance to meet Ginny in person, but talked with her on the telephone many times in the past 10 years. I often sat down and wrote her a letter, as when I would talk with her on the phone, I would forget many things I wanted to talk with her about. Ginny was my mother-in-laws cousins and when Mom got sick, she made me promise that I would keep in touch with with Ginny. We became very close on those calls and it was a joy to talk with her. I would pass the conversations on to mom. We also wrote letters to each other and she would send me pictures. I will miss the chats on the phone and her letters. She is in a wonderful place and they will take wonderful care of her. God be with you both.

I remember well Bob and Ginny in Dunsmuir. I was a classmate of Laurie's and loved climbing the hill to visit after school, I always hoped to be asked to dinner for Ginny's cooking and so I could see their interesting home - musical instruments, brine shrimp, and playing in the orchard with Laurie. We lived on the opposite side of the canyon and I could see the von Hein house from my bedroom window.

Blessings to all the von Hein family from the Joneses. My mom and dad, Howard and Ruth, are both gone now but Emmet and I live in Oregon and wish you well. -Vicki Jones Fields

Ginny, you are to me: delicately scented lilacs, bright peonies, laden cherry trees, snapped green beans, my favorite marmalade, sweet apple juice, unbeatable waffles, flaky pie crust, and welcoming arms with your inimitable smile. Thank you for welcoming David and I into your family. We were inspired by you and Bob in so many ways that last to this day. I hope I was able to tell you in life how much I loved you! I always think of how you would kiss on Bob! I do that to David now, too. Thank you for being so wonderful and loving to everyone who met you and showing us all how to carry that forward. XO

Some of us have a special quality that enables us to connect with others upon first meeting. Such were the von Hein's. 

My family and I met them for the first time in Dunsmuir, where we spent most of our growing up years, in the fall of 1962. I was at college and met them when I returned for the Christmas Break. Those couple of weeks are a wonderful memory. It seemed that if the von Hein family wasn't hosting a gathering at their warm and cozy home nestled on the canyon's hill side they were at our home. Those evenings with Dione playing the guitar and singing and all of us playing games are wonderful memories. After moving from the area but the last time my sister and I visited with Bob and Ginny, many years later, those wonderful feelings were rekindled as we sat together and shared the stories of the past and got up to date on our lives. Ginny you were and are an amazing woman. A gift to those of us who were privileged to to be touched by your wonderful spirit. May God be with you always,

I will always remember the von Hein family with special memories. Growing up in San Francisco it was a special treat for me and my sister to spend the Easter week vacation with Bob, Ginny & the girls in Redwood City. On Sunday there was always a family barbecue with the extended families and having lots of great food and fun. Ginny used to drive us girls around RWC in the Packard limo to do her errands and we always felt very special. Thank you always for your great hospitality, caring & love.

Back in about 1960, Jacquie and Dione befriended me and I sometimes stayed over night at the house. The whole family made me feel welcome, it was warm and wonderful, but there was no question that mom was the warm heart and center of the family. It was long ago, but I've always remembered it. Rest in Peace Mrs. von Hein!

Ginny, you will always be a light that shines the way for me. Love you forever!

Dear Auntie Ginny you have and will always hold a special place in my heart! So blessed that you were my daddy' sister. You were a very sweet and hardworking woman who still managed time in her long days to write to me. I still have some birthday cards and letters you wrote to me! I love you, Debbie

Such a wonderful Lady

You will meet many people during your lifetime,some you remember and many you want to forget.When you met Bob and Ginny it changes the way you look at the world.I remember as a young boy are family took a vacation to Dunsmir to visit our Dad's cousin Ginny.It was a visit that changed my life forever.Growing up in the BIG city of S.F. you had no idea what it meant to live in the country.When we arrived in Dunsmir for the visit we walked into the house and saw all these musical instruments all around the living room,but NO T.V. I said to my brother and sister this is going to be SOME vacation!! Soon we found out we were not going to have time to watch any t.v..From catching fish in a bucket to tasteing every apple to swinging on a rope it was life changing. So to our cousins Jacqueline,Dione(the best lifeguard) and Laurie.Love and THANKS for a lifetime of special MEMORIES!!!!!!!

Grandma-ma, I loved you with all of my heart. Thank you for everything you taught me and for always loving me back. I will always think of you when I play your favorite songs. You were a firecracker and everyone that met you loved you. Glad you are back with Grandpa-pa now. xoxoxo

I was so happy to see Ginny at her great Birthday party last fall. She was alert and really enjoying herself, being the life of the party!! I am very appreciative of her wonderful daughters providing care to her and allowing her to stay in the family home in Dunsmuir.
I rented the cottage from Bob and Ginny back in the 70's and they make me part of the family! She will be missed. Thanks for the great memories!