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Datu (1915-2012)

My maternal grandmother died Friday. She was a rock, a guiding hand, an angel, and an inspiration. Below are the text and photos from the program we created for the funeral service. And since this is a blog about food, below that is something about how our family nourished ourselves through several days of intense sadness, hard work to honor Datu, and as much visiting with and loving each other as we could muster.
ANASTASIA (Morkovsky) KALLUS
- Our Datu -
October 28, 1915 – January 20, 2012


“All that I am or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother. “
- Abraham Lincoln -

Anita, about 1922.
Anastasia “Anita” Kallus, was born on Oct. 28, 1915 to Alois J. and Marie (Raska) Morkovsky in Lavaca County, Texas.  She was the youngest of 10 children. Her first language was Czech and she spoke it with friends and relatives throughout her life. 

Anita graduated from Hallettsville High School in 1933 and began working as a seamstress. Sewing and needlework were necessities, but also a way of caring for her family and 
a creative outlet into her 90s.

She married George F. Kallus on July 6, 1937 at Sacred Heart Catholic Church in Hallettsville.  They were the loves of each other’s lives. PawPaw was Datu's “Sugar” every day until he died in 1979. Together they created a home and family life that nourished four generations of people over the next 75 years.
Their first child, Mary Ann, was born in 1939.  Over the next 20 years, Anita gave birth to another 7 children: A.J., George,  Jane, Johnny, Betty, Joe and Bobby.  Their descendants include 30 grandchildren; 57 great-grandchildren and 9 great-great-grandchildren.

1978. My parents are sitting on the right side of the couch.
Anita's life was characterized by caring, guiding and protecting others… family, friends, and neighbors. She took comfort in nature, gardening, and her love of the Blessed Mother. She lived a life of faith, which gave her the strength to be both a servant and a leader.  She was – and is – the center of the family that she and Pawpaw started. For all of us whose lives she touched, her legacy is love.


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Saturday  afternoon when I arrived at my grandmother's house in Hallettsville to see how I could help with preparations for the next 24 hours, there were already aunts, uncles and cousins there vacuuming, dusting, washing sheets, and mowing the lawn. My mother was at the kitchen table with address books, funeral program examples, cell phone, pen and paper out in front of her... the "secretary," my Aunt MaryAnn called her. Then a couple of people began bringing in boxes and boxes of klobasniky (pigs-in-a-blanket) from Kountry Bakery. They were supposed to be for the funeral reception on Sunday evening, but by Sunday morning, the family members stopping by or staying at my grandmother's house made quite a dent in them.


After the viewing and the rosary Saturday at Kubena Funeral Home, many of us returned to Datu's house to visit. After being at the funeral home since around 3pm, people were starving by 8:30. There were platters of fruit and ham and turkey sandwiches on croissants from the local Brookshire Brothers grocery store; all forms of chips and dips; Shiner beer and boxes of wine; chicken salad to spread on bread standing at the kitchen cabinet with potato salad and coleslaw made by my cousin Pat; a lasagna and a chicken and dumplings casserole dropped off by neighbors. My cousin Alyson put on a big pot of chicken and barley soup... no one had the heart to tell her that Aunt Pat and Uncle Joe were already bringing a big pot of chicken noodle soup. But both pots got eaten, of course.


Aunt Pat and Uncle Joe's chicken noodle soup post-Rosary.
The reception after the funeral was catered by the wonderful "church ladies" of Sacred Heart Catholic Church with the addition of klobasniky bought by the family. Drinks served were iced tea and coffee. Here's a rundown of what we had:
- ham sandwiches
- pimento cheese sandwiches
- chicken salad sandwiches
- ham and cheese sandwiches
- platters of fruit
- platters of cheese cubes
- chips and dips
- banana cake
- apple strudel 
- cheese roll 
- klobasniky
- cookies
- poppyseed roll
- hummingbird cake
- peach pies
- chocolate sheet cake
- German chocolate cake
- chocolate chip cookies


So many people attended the reception that we literally ran out of food. My Aunt Pat and Uncle Joe ran to Brookshire Brothers during the reception to buy loaves of bread, platters of sandwich meat and cheese, squeeze bottles of mayo and mustard, and bags of chips. People may not have left with full stomachs, but they certainly left with full hearts. 

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  1. Great post Dawn! Your grandma sounds lovely and this program sounds like it was great. I came across your blog while I was looking at funeral program examples online, I'm happy I did because this was really a nice post. Thank you for sharing this with us!

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