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Dorothy Margaret Knechtel Cathey

December 06, 1920 - June 03, 2015

She Lived What She Believed

Dorothy Margaret Knechtel Cathey, 94, of Shoreline, WA, passed away June 3, 2015.

Dottie was born December 6, 1920, in Summit, Roberts County, SD to Reuben and Helen (Hendrickson) Knechtel. The family moved to Seattle where Dottie graduated from Queen Anne High School in 1938. She fell in love with Oliver Wilson "Ollie" Cathey, who worked for her father at Knechtel's Auto Service. They married on June 20, 1942. Ollie was drafted into the army two months later, but came home safely the day before Valentine's Day in 1946. They had three daughters.

Dottie would have liked to have gone to college, and she worked hard as a florist to give all of her daughters that opportunity. On education, she would often say, "They can't take it away from you."

Dottie was a lifelong member of Queen Anne Baptist Church. She couldn't remember a time when she didn't know God's love, and she lived what she believed. When greeting a loved one, she would say, "I didn't get my hug today!" and would make sure she got it. She will be missed by all those who loved her.

Dottie is predeceased by her parents; her husband Ollie; her brothers Earl, Bob, and Bill; and her sister Pat. She is survived by her daughter Marilyn, married to Tom with their son James; daughter Carol, married to Bob with sons Patrick and Ryan; daughter Sharon, married to Carlin with daughter Heather (husband Paul); and great-grandchildren Meagan and Lane (through Patrick and Andrea), and Oliver and Miles (through Ryan and Nikki).


Memorial

Getting Tired

God saw that you were getting tired and a cure was not to be so He put his arm around you and whispered, "Come to Me" With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you pass away although we loved you dearly we could not make you stay A golden heart stopped beating hard working hands at rest God broke our hearts to prove to us that He only takes the best

Author Unknown

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little-but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me-but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It is all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me-but let me go.

Author Unknown

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