In lieu of flowers, the family has requested that donations be made to Community Hospice
If I were here, these are some things I’d like to share.
My name is Cheri Kollar.
I have always been quiet and often stood close to my dad because he was my rock, so you may not know who I was.
I was a sports fan. I loved my Cleveland Indians; anyone close to me knew not to schedule anything during a game, and I was never shy about correcting someone who got the statistics wrong.
I was a reader. Shelves upon shelves upon shelves overflow with my favorite series … Bobbsey Twins, Boxcar Children, Babysitter’s Club … some silly people didn’t think I could learn to read, but I proved them all wrong.
I was a shopper. No one paid closer attention to sales flyers or made more detailed Christmas lists than me. And I may have sneaked away from my mom to go to the purse department of a store on more than one occasion.
I was a dog lover. Lassie, Frosty, Scooby … they were some of my best friends.
I was creative and loved making crafts of all sorts. My detailed latch hook wall hangings cover the walls of my house, and my needlework placemats, coasters, and Christmas tree decorations have been enjoyed by all of my family.
I was a traveler. Thanks to my mom and dad, I was able to travel to almost all of the states … I walked through Anne of Green Gables’ house on Prince Edward Island; I floated down the Snake River in the Grand Tetons; I hiked in Zion National Park; I spent many hours sitting with my mom on the beach in North Carolina. So many trips and so many memories.
I was a lover of desserts, a Special Olympian, a writer of stories.
I was a daughter (Jim and Betty Kollar) and a sister (Melissa Kollar and Kim Cox) and a sister-in-law (Ken Cox) and an aunt (Josh and Braden Cox and Katie Flory) and a great aunt (Emory and Ella James Cox) and a friend.
But most of all, I was a prayer warrior and a child of the King. Every morning I started with my devotions and Bible reading before anything else. I prayed fervently when my mom was sick, and I’ve missed my mom for a long time. God heard my prayers, then He gave me such a special time with my dad.
And now I am sitting with my mother at the feet of Jesus, at last wholly who I was created to be.
A private family service was held at Arbaugh-Pearce-Greenisen & Sons Funeral Home and Cremation Services of Salem, on Wednesday, December 30, 2020 followed the burial at Bunker Hill Cemetery.
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