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On the morning of Tuesday, January 30, 2024, God finally let us know that it was time for His daughter to come be with Him forever, and, at 76, Carol Sue Johnson Klar left to be again what she had always been to us, a song of joy for Him.
It had become difficult to remember Carol’s affinity for music and singing when her healthy and active mind gradually declined, but she will always be remembered for delightedly belting out Rodgers and Hammerstein quite early in the morning as if she didn’t know you had gone to sleep at 1 AM, cramming for a semester exam.
Carol loved her records and would play her Broadway musicals, Gershwin regularly, but hardly exclusively. And she loved to perform as well, as a member of her high school marching band playing a fake flute, known as the piccolo, and often in the church choir or seasonal choruses - in Handel’s Messiah, for example. Carol even taught music for a time, so there was little any of us could do to escape the frequent melodic exhibitions. Not that it was minded so much, but as practice, we were the audience. And it didn’t stop there; she enjoyed including Robert “Robin” Klar, her husband of 53 years, in church performances, duets, which they practiced together. Truly, the songs never ended.
But it all began on a dull and dreary December 9, 1947, in Driftwood, PA, and there’s no way for us to actually know about the dull and dreary part since both her parents, Bradley Vernon Crosby and Lois Evelyn Crosby Smith, are no longer with us either, but we figure it’s safe to assume that of a central Pennsylvania town that at last census count had 36 residents. And since we feel fairly confident that no one from that place will ever read this, we mean no insult or very little in any case.
Growing up near Erie, PA, Carol was the oldest child, AKA second parent, in a family of four children, including the consensus cutest child and family peacemaker Harold Paul Johnson, and the youngest, a little sister in Nancy Beth Crane that she had long prayed for, probably because she had her fill of mischief from the second oldest, Robert “Bob” Johnson, who has already left us.
Carol attended high school in Waterford, PA, and eventually attended Clarion State College to study education. And though she loved a good song and smile, she was always very particular about almost everything, and we suspect it came from being the oldest and a teacher for a number of decades.
Everything for Carol needed to be just so, which resulted in one tragic incident of tears when Robin and her children wrapped a couple of presents in a patchwork of the remaining scraps of wrapping paper, obviously a dissatisfactory color palette for a proper Christmas.
But somehow, Robin convinced this very proper lady to leave family, spread across the state of Pennsylvania, behind for North Carolina in the late nineteen eighties, where her son R. Ryan Klar and daughter Kristen Klar grew up and attended college. Recently, she moved to a somewhat smaller lake than the great one she had grown up near to be with and cared for by Robin and her children, here in the distinctly sunnier than Driftwood, South Carolina.
And though of late her smiles were noticeably fewer, near to family, she would often light up in the most dramatic ways, when her grandchildren would come and lead her by the hand where she was headed, and especially down any flights of stairs.
For those smiles, we’ll never forget. And we’ll never forget the forever song in our hearts and lives, her infectious joy.
We will be remembering Carol, our mom, sister, aunt, grandmother, wife, at a service to be held on Sunday, February 4, 2024, at 3 PM, at Lake Wylie Christian Assembly Church, 5766 Charlotte Hwy., Lake Wylie, SC. where we can’t promise there won’t be at least a couple of show tunes played. And we’ll be laying her to rest forever in Forest Hills Cemetery, 4290 Old York Road, Rock Hill, SC.
Family and friends, please come to see Carol’s family at the church one hour before the service, beginning at 2 PM. You’ve been warned about the show tunes (see above).
Lastly, Carol loved flowers of all sorts, daisies, perhaps most of all since Robin brought bunches of them every day in the month leading up to their wedding. But to be honest, she has no need of flowery adornment or decoration in heaven so the family kindly asks that in lieu of ribboned arrangements that memorials be made to Alzheimer's Association, 225 N. Michigan Ave., Fl. 17, Chicago, IL 60601.
Send condolences at www.mlfordsons.com, but watch your grammar and spelling because it matters to Carol.
4600 Park Road, Suite 250, Charlotte NC 28209