Betty J. Hoare
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Betty J. Hoare, 91, of Kansas City, MO, passed away September 15, 2022, at St. Luke’s Hospital on the Plaza, from pneumonia. A memorial “Celebration of Life” service will be held at 10:00am, Saturday, October 22, 2022, in the main sanctuary of Second Presbyterian Church, Kansas City, MO.
Betty Hoare (née Bodman) was born December 29, 1930, in Normal, Illinois. Betty was an avid reader, a talented visual artist, and a gifted seamstress (as well as a marvelous figure skater in her day, who passed the hobby/sport on to her children). But alongside her personal gifts and talents, Betty would want to be remembered primarily as a nurturing wife and mother. She had six children whose character development she considered to be of paramount importance. Her husband George has often credited her as providing the utmost influence on his lifelong growth as a nurturing husband and father. Betty taught her family to be compassionate and kind human beings, and to speak out and stand up for others. She demonstrated these values through her involvement in the Civil Rights and Fair Housing Movements during the 1960s and 70s, her active participation in the congregational life of Second Presbyterian Church, as well as her devoted service for many years as a Foster Mother, which quickly became a family endeavor, as she encouraged her children to volunteer in the community in any way that they could.
She was preceded in death by her mother, Martha Bodman; her father, Samuel Bodman; her grandmother, Florence Douglas; her son-in-law, John Lutjen; and her great-grandson, Davon Pearson.
Survivors include her husband of 64 years, George Hoare; her children: Lynn Lutjen, Timothy Hoare (Baikaew), Amy White (David), Ellen Daniel (Scott), Mary Hoare, and Chad Hoare (Kate); 11 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren.
In addition to her service to the human community, Betty was an avid supporter of animal rescue and adoption. In honor of that special facet of her care for others, memorial contributions are suggested to KC Pet Project or Wayside Waifs. A recent and oft-repeated quote from Betty, uniquely hers via her trademark dry sense of humor, was, “I think I like animals more than people.” By myriad human beings, canines, and felines alike, she will be greatly missed. From all of us… thank you, Betty!
I did not know Betty very well , but I had met her children. We had known John and Lynn because John grew up with my husband Dale so we knew them for all those years and Dale was in their wedding. Betty will be missed by her family and her influence on them. Rest In Peace now Betty.
I have had the pleasure of working with three of her children. I would say that she will be deeply missed. Her children have represented her well. They are kind and wonderful to others. Sending out hugs, prayers and love to all of her family .
Love,
Lori Kurle
George and Betty were residents at Armour Oaks Senior Living Community for the past several years. Betty and George were such a delight, and we miss their presence. Here at Armour Oaks, we were deeply saddened to hear about Betty’s passing. Our thoughts and prayers are with George and the Hoare family.
Warmest Regards,
Charles Moore
Chief Financial Officer
Armour Oaks Senior Living Community
Betty’s compassion–for pets, for people, and for the planet–will be genuinely missed in this world.
All my love to all the family, especially to dear George. She was an amazing woman and a faithful friend.
May you all feel Gods peace at this time…I think Betty’s building of character went far beyond her own children as I know she had some significant influence on me as a child and an adult. And, I’m thankful to have those memories … Rest In Peace and love to all the family
Our love and prayers to all of the family… she will be missed
I wish I had known her but I have seen the product of her effort and I applaud her. Rest In Peace.
Dear George and Ellen and the whole family. Betty looks just like she used to when I saw her at church and that must be a fairly recent picture of her. I’m sorry for your sadness. It’s always so hard. I wish you peace to get you through these days and solid support you’ll need to get through this grief. There’s no time limit, it takes as long as it takes.
Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, “There, she is gone.”
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me — not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, “There, she is gone,”
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”
And that is dying…
By Henry Van Dyke
Love to you all. Take care.