You were an amazing grandpa to me. You are miss and loved.

I had the privilege to work with Carl at Tulsa Abstract. He always had great stories to tell and wisdom to share. He was a man of great integrity and I was lucky to know him. God bless Carl.

Carl Ortloff is my Grandpa and I love him dearly :) He read many poems and stories to me as a child and taught me to play croquet and how to crack pecans in the back yard.
He was kind, good and loved all people :) I am proud to be his Granddaughter. He and my Grandma Hazel are together now. He loved her always....and he will always be loved. They loved the song "I'll be loving you always." I'm so thankful to have had such wonderful Grandparents. Love you always
We will play croquet again Granpa :) I believe that. I love you

A TRIBUTE TO MY DAD, CARL ORTLOFF. From my earliest memories, my dad was very special. With a deep gratitude for living under the legacy of such a caring father, I owe so much to how he invested into all our family. 
The Qualities I admired in Dad: He loved Life. He came to understand and receive God's Amazing Grace in Christ in a deep and abiding way, and tried to be a blessing whenever he could.
He made others happy...our family, friends, neighbors
He loved God, and he loved others as best as he could.
Dad loved to read the Bible and talk about Scriptural verses and principles. 
He loved our mother, his beautiful wife Hazel Eileen, for 68 years of a blessed marriage.
Humble. Never known for lengthy prayers, his prayer was simple and faithful, never presumptive.
Giving- He wanted the best for us. Significant loans turned out as gifts, forgiven and forgotten.
Kindness-He shared his heart with others, investing in helping others, caring about others more than himself.
Lover- He loved people, was an extrovert, met new people easily, was never racially prejudiced.
Steadiness of Heart- He kept his cool, rarely letting things upset him outwardly.
Sincere and Honest- I never knew Dad to ever be deceptive, to lie or misrepresent.
Openness- Though never wearing his emotions on his shirtsleeve, so to speak, he spoke with others with a genuineness, that showed he really cared.
Never judgmental or Bitter- Though finding others actions hard to understand at times (namely, mine), he never held it against me, but just wanted to know why I did what I did, with encouragement.
Never controlling- Was accepting, encouraging, relaxed.
Never attempted to bring undue attention to himself
*His love of children, talking with neighbor kids, so friendly a neighbor in the neighborhood.
A Natural Leader:
*Assistant Baseball Coach for Rick and Kenny's ball teams in elementary.
*Assistant Scoutmaster for Troop 20 for 7+ years- Known as Shaggy (from going unshaven through the 5 day 50 mile hikes in the hard winter in the Oklahoma SE Mountain ranges). He led many of the hikes into unknown areas under brutal winter weather with a courage and fortitude that made my brother Rick and myself and the other scouts safe and proud to be under his leadership.
Softball Pitcher for decades- Our whole family watched dad enjoy pitching successfully for many years at league games.

From his last job at Tulsa Abstract, Dad ended up in his last 10 years suffering from severe arthritis in his lower back, and walked bent over, dealing with the pain daily. One of his favorite extracurricular activities for decades was pitching in a softball league, which lasted till he was in his mid seventies. Only after hurting his leg sliding into second base did he finally retire from softball. He was honored as the oldest player on his retiree team, and was featured in the local Jenks newspaper a year or so before retiring. 

Dad loved to play croquet in our back yard, with all of us in our early years. He was a dead eye when it came to aiming that croquet ball to either hit an opponent or to roquet us all around the court, if he wanted to. I'm sure he allowed us a lot of lee-way in our early years, but later on, we all gave him a run for his money. Playing tennis out at Heller park only a block away was always fun with dad. In high school, we used to play pretty hard on that court for several games, even sets for that matter. Swimming was fun at the local pool a couple miles from our house. Dad and Mom taught us to swim early on, so when we went to Hawaii in 1964 to visit mom's mother, Helen McArthur on Oahu, we swam to our hearts content out at Waikiki beach and Hanama bay where we snorkeled amidst a vast array of beautiful fish. I remember Dad on his surf board with Jane and Rick, although I was too young at the time to surf. Years later, we visited Grandma Helen after she returned to Ann Arbor, Michigan, and then drove to see Niagara Falls. Dad's 59 Ford Station Wagon took us all over, and he had the temperament that enjoyed driving his family to many different places often.
Dad's fishing skills took us to Keystone Dam, Methodist Campgrounds at Lake Gibson, and Lafortune Lake in Tulsa where we also caught big bullfrogs to bring home to have fried frog legs. Scouting was a big part of my best early memories of my dad. Rick and I enjoyed several years together with Dad, going on 10 and 20 miles hikes out near Gilcrease Museum several miles west of Tulsa, camping one weekend a month with Troop 20.  Dad loved to play with all our dogs, from Spotty the Cocker Spaniel to our German Shepherds: Pete, Lancelot (& Modred), and Prince.

Showing affection became much more natural later after all of his children came to understand and embrace the love of God in Christ more fully when God's Spirit renewed our hearts in our college Christian fellowships, beginning with Rick's miraculous healing through Aunt Rebekah's and Uncle Peter Laue's love and prayers after Rick returned from the Naval Academy in 1973. Upon hearing Rick share how God had healed him so miraculously, I remember thinking, "wow, maybe God really does love us!" Our whole family was changed by the love of Christ within the next year, Dad clearly being affected by what he saw in his kids. We soon became even more tight knit, evidenced most noticeably by how we all hugged each other. Dad's love and hugs to everyone were very special and much more obvious after this.
Much of what I desire to be goes back to how my dad mentored by his attitudes and actions, teaching us by what he did, more than what he said with his words.

My dearest memories go far back to when our family would take the three hour monthly trek for 15+ years of my childhood to Blackwell, Oklahoma, to visit and care for Dad's parents, Ernest and Verna Ortloff, and visit his sister and her husband, Aunt Margarite and Uncle Ward Corneil, on their farm a few miles out of town. Dad valued all our relatives. Keeping up with family was very important. I don't have a count on the list of grandchildren and great grandchildren. I'll leave that to someone else better informed.

Late in life, Dad continued to care for others whenever he had the strength to do so. He enjoyed watching sports..baseball, basketball and football on TV regularly, and loved to discuss them during phone calls. Oklahoma A&M College, his Alma mater, now Oklahoma State University Cowboys, have always been his favorite team to follow. I never saw dad dance, but he could get excited watching any game and knew how to enjoy life with others. I could write all night about all the wonderful ways my dad has influenced me and innumerable others, and hope other family and friends will share in this wonderful saga of a touching legacy to an exceptional man whom I am thankful to have had for my father, my dad, Carl Lavelle Ortloff
 
Kenneth Harland Ortloff

If you knew my grandpa you were blessed because he was one of the most kind and loving men you would ever meet. I may not have been a blood granddaughter but I was a legally adopted granddaughter. He never let me feel like I was not blood to him. I remember visiting my grandparents when I was a kid and he would make sure he took turns letting is grandkids sit on his lap when he would read us books blood or not we got a turn. We all got to be apart of what ever was happening at my grandparents home. Playing games reading music time anything and everything. You are very much missed and loved grandpa. I feel very blessed to have known you. I will always have you in my heart.