Luntar, Eleanore A. (nee Ulfig), Fri. Feb. 12, 2021, beloved wife of the late Albert L. Luntar; dear mother of Katherine (James) Horst, Janice (Robert) Ehlen, Anne (Russell) Butler, Christine (the late David) Seals and Michael (Adam) Lunter. our dear grandmother, great-grandmother, aunt, cousin and friend.
Services: Funeral from KUTIS SOUTH COUNTY CHAPEL, 5255 Lemay Ferry Rd., Thurs. Feb. 18, 9:30 a.m. to St. Margaret Mary Alacoque Catholic Church for 10 a.m. mass. Interment Resurrection Cemetery. Visitation Wed. 4-8 p.m.
She was a most incredible woman and the best Mother anyone could have hoped for.
Matka, I’m so grateful for the time we got to spend together… and happy to be a part of the family that will carry your legacy into the future. Several games of “Michigan Rummy” will be played in the years to come with smiles and good memories.
I am sorry for your loss. May your loved one rest in peace. She is among angels and will look after those she loved until they join her one by one.
I am so sorry for your loss. Sending my heartfelt prayers and wishing you peace and comfort. May your fond memories of her soon replace the sorrow of your loss.
Eleanore, I am grateful I had the priviledge of spending some time with you on several happy occasions. You were a remarkable and admirable woman. You will be remembered fondly.
Where do I even begin to describe such a wonderful lady. She was much more than just a grandma, she’s my grandma, mom, secret keeper, friend, someone to keep me on track, my everything. A grandmothers love is so special. Thank you for being my role model. I love you more.
I am so sorry for your loss. My prayers are with the family. I am sure she is looking down and protecting the family. I am sorry i cannot be there for Mike and Adam and rest of the family.
I am so sorry for your loss. Condolences to the family. Sending prayers.
To Mrs. Lunter’s children & their families— my condolences to you for your loss. My thoughts & prayers are with you as you celebrate the long, accomplished life of your lovely mother.
There isn’t enough space in the world to describe the love for mom. She meant the world to me.
On my days off from work mom was a willing participant in my adventures. I’d call her ..want to go bowing? Sure she said. Next time ..how about we get steak n shake and go to the park and eat on the picnic bench (it was 59 degrees out)but we couldn’t wait for spring or on a snow day I just wanted to be in front of a fire so I’d pick her up for lunch at cracker barrel and get a table up front.
Mom thought dad was the real comedian in the family and he truly was but when Michael
and I took them both to Pennsylvania so dad could see his hometown one more time I would video their trip. When we got home I viewed it and called mom and said how funny she was and she said oh no Dads the funny one. I gave the tape for her to view and when she finished she called me and with amazement stated …I really am funny! Everyone that met her thought she was beautiful inside and out. She traveled by train sometimes with baby Kathy in tow to be with dad when he was stationed in Texas, Florida etc. She took care of us kids when dad worked so many long hours she took care of dads mother when she had dementia and then dad. What a truly giving woman. Everyone loved her. Mom what are we going to do without you.
On my work days off mom was a willing participant. I’d say let’s go bowling or I’d order steak n shake and we’d eat it at the park (it was 58 degrees) but we couldn’t wait for spring. On a snow day we ate at cracker barrel so we could sit by a fire. She took care of us kids when dad worked long hours. Took a train to be with dad often with Kathy in tow wherever he was stationed in the states. Took care of dad’s mom when she had dementia then dad. Everyone loved her and thought she was beautiful inside and out. What ever are we going do without you.
Our Deepest Condolences on the passing of your Mother Eleanore. Our Thoughts and Prayers to her children including Kathy Horst and her family, Love Norman and Mamie Legens
I have so many great memories of my dear Mother…or as I referred to her sometimes as Matka (The Polish work for Mother). To honor her on her 89th birthday, the year my father died, I got a tattoo of the Polish flag with Matka written above it and Polska written below. Now she has always hated that I had a couple of tattoos but when I showed her this, she kissed it and cried. Now and then she had to look to make sure it was still there and didn’t wash off. Told her that she will be on my arm forever to the end of my days. She was always so patient with me and I certainly tested that patience with my non conforming antics over the years!
When I was a teenager, Mom and I were talking about death. She said, “when I go, if everything is fine and I’m in heaven I will lightly knock on your bedroom door. If I went the other way, I’m kicking it!” I was spending many hours at the hospital and it was getting near the end. About 5:30 am I was having a little dream and I woke up to the sound of knocking. I thought…no this can’t be. Went back to sleep and woke up yet again to the sound of knocking. I had just told this story the day before to my niece Beth who was keeping me company at the hospital and texted her right away that I knew Grandma was just fine. We got the call shortly after that she had passed. A feeling of joy came over me that she not only made good on her promise but that she was happy and joyous and free from any pain. She is once again dancing the polka in heaven with Pop and all her sisters and family.
One of my favorite memories of my Mom was from when I was a teenager still living at home. She was always amusing and now I’m kind of doing the same crazy things which I am perfectly fine with. It was summer, Pop and I were sitting on lawn chairs in the back yard. She came back there and wanted to water her flowers. Well we had a huge back yard and about 3 long hoses connected together. She turned on the faucet, and then had to follow the twisted hoses around the back yard to find the end. It took her a while and when she finally found the end, she picked it up and looked at us with an angry face and exclaimed “WHO LEFT THE WATER ON?” Pop and I rolled over laughing as it took her so long to find the end of the hose she forgot that she was the one who turned on the water. After her discovery, she too broke out in laughter.
“Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed from one form to another.” – Albert Einstein
That means our loved ones never really leave us, they simply change form and the essence of their energy (LOVE) stays with us forever. Mike, my prayer is that you find some peace in knowing the love of your Mother is all around you…always.
It’s hard to sum up all the great things about Grandma. I remember her taking care of me and Erin when we had the chicken pox, dabbing our skin with lotion. We had sleepovers at their house, sometimes with Beth, Patrick, and Michelle. How several of us slept on the pullout couch, I will never know. We would watch The Carol Burnett show, eat pop corn, and listen to the grandfather clock chime. If we were lucky, we also got some organ or piano time with grandpa too. Grandma would have Rice Krispies with marshmallows for breakfast.
On summer days we would roll down her giant hill in the back yard. Or at least it was giant when you are little. I remember walking to look at the flowers with Grandma, especially the pretty white, yellow, and lavender iris. I am thankful for the Polish food she introduced to us: filled Cabbage, angel wings, fried cabbage, perogies, and her cookies. We all know Grandma’s “ hmm uh” sound when listening to you. To this day I am not sure if those were good or not :-). Grandma always seemed prepared and put together with her skirts and blouses. She will be missed, but roundly remembered. Her traditions will live one through her beloved family. We love you.
It is hard to sum up all the great things about Grandma. She took care of so many people as a wife, mother, sister, grandmother, and great grandmother. I remember her taking care and Erin and I when we had the chicken pox, dabbing lotion on our skin to make the itching go away. We would get to have sleepovers at their house and sometimes that included our cousins too, Beth, Patrick, and Michelle. We would stay up and watch the Carol Burnett Show and listen to the chimes of the grandfather clock. I am not sure how that many of us fit on the pullout sofa bed. Grandma would have special cereal for us in the morning. I distinctly remember Rice Krispies with the little marshmallows in it.
So many more memories. I remember walking around the Yard with Grandma looking at her flowers, especially the white, yellow, and lavender Iris. We used to roll down her giant hill in the back yard, at least it was giant as a kid. We would help her and Grandpa pick apples from the apple tree as well. Her and Her sisters introduced us to polish foods like filled cabbage, ring bologna, angel wings, perogies, fried cabbage, and her cookies. Her traditions and spirit will live on through the family she started and the friends that were made. When it can time to leave there was always hugs and kisses, but in grandma fashion there was also kisses to your ear. Love you Grandma.
Grandma, you were the “Queen Bee” of this Big family. You meant soo much to all of us and shared your love in so many ways. You were always there for us. I will cherish the many memories of have you and grandpa; the Christmas Eve’s at your house and the dice game – none of us grandkids like the “rob your neighbor” part lol, getting my love of crocheting from you, the many Friday lunches at Burger King, being there on my wedding day, having you be part of my children’s lives (especially Liberty who holds a special place in her heart for you), and so many more. You were a wonderful grandma of 13 and a great-grandmother of 32. How many people get to say they saw 2 of their great-grandchildren get married!!! Grandma, you will surely be missed and always remembered. Thank you for sharing your love with all of us. Please give Grandpa, Aunt Irene and Aunt Phyllis a BIG hug from me. Love you always!!!!
There isn’t enough time in each day to tell about the memories I have of grandma. Her and I had a special bond such as the one I had with dear grandpa. The thing I always waited for each and every time I got to visit with her was right before she would leave she would come up close to me and make kiss kiss noises in my ear and she knew how much it would tickle me and she would get a kick out of that and laugh each time while I would giggle and get goosebumps. That started when I was knee high in the grass in age. One day she was getting ready to leave with grandpa after coming over for dinner. Just like clockwork they had already drank their cups of decaf coffee right after dinner and just before desert. Grandma would mention to grandpa that it was time to get home so they could watch their shows on TV. For grandpa it was Carson. Grandma it was Carol Burnett. Grandpa would reply with “ya ok babe let me finish this story” I would be next to grandpa with my eyes focused on his every gesture with my ears focused on his every word. Grandpa got up and put on his blue jacket and always like a gentleman he put grandma’s coat on for her(I always took note of his kind gentleman manners in hopes that I could do the same for a special woman in my life one day). Well this day was special for me because I had a lady friend over for dinner that evening and grandma came up to me as per usual before leaving and said to me “oh I’m not going to embarrass you in front of your friend tonight so don’t worry no smooches in your ear your probably getting to old for that” while she giggled with that grandma giggle and laugh that was all her own. I stopped her and said “wait I’ll never be to old to have you do that to me before you leave and I don’t care who I’m around or with for that matter and if my significant other thinks that’s stupid or weird then they weren’t right for me to begin with”. She grew her ever affectionate smile and said “oh good cause I want you to know that I don’t do this to anyone else just you.” She then leaned in and gave me the signature kiss kiss noises in my ear and she never once stopped doing that anytime I was with her. She would pull up with my mom driving her to her hair apt just to see me for a few minutes and she wouldn’t have to ask me I’d already be leaning in towards her for her signature goodbye that was just our thing and made me smile even if my day or days have been not so good. She had the ability to brighten my day with her love and laughter.
Grandma was always such a polite and caring sweet woman. But I had the ability to get her to almost go over the realm of politeness to not so polite(I’ll keep it clean to go with her polite ways). Her and I would joke around about the girls I would be dating or had broken my heart and she would would be over for dinner and at this time I was the social butterfly so I’d be getting ready to exit the gathering we would be at and she would ask me where I was going and whom I was going with referring to the gal I had been dating and I’d tell her “well tonight I’m going out on the town in search of some women” with a tone like I was some great catch with a confident big head. She would say “your not going out to meet with any flusies or hussies or hoochies are ya?” I was beside myself hearing grandma say that and there was a pause with me looking at her and her looking at me and you could tell she may have pushed her limit of politeness and we then both laughed out loudly together with me saying “grandma holy cow!! Did you just say….? She then leaned in and said “oh hush hush I didn’t say anything like that”. Then she settles down and again says “well you didn’t answer me are they flussies or hussies?” Trying my best to keep a straight face I said “grandma…of course they’re all flussies and hussies!” Jokingly of course (in case my wonderful wife reads this). From that point on grandma pushed the envelope of tasteful banter about my social grounding always making a point to slide something in that would catch me off guard and to let her always know how truly funny she was even with having to be next to the great comedian grandpa was all those years. The years went by quickly as they always seem to do and before ya knew it I was married and a father as well. Still…each and every time I saw grandma her exit was never without the same kiss kiss noises to the ear goodbye as usual. I’ll never forget that and the true gift grandma had with lightening the mood up when things may have been tense or when I would be sad and depressed about a broken heart. She was unlike any grandma to me cause she was always trying to carry on the fun and laughter that grandpa gave us. In the end she truly was the glue that held the family together through all the years. The odd thing happened the morning she had passed. Without knowing she had already left us I had a dream about grandpa and a warm feeling that grandma wasn’t alone. I suddenly woke up to the same kiss kiss sounds in my ear only to turn and see nobody there and I looked up with a few tears from my eyes and said “grandma I’ll never be to old for you to do that to me ever”. She may have left us here in this world we live in. But she will always be around me as long as I think about her. I’ll miss you grandma. I’ll see you again one day. And if I don’t recognize you…just remember to give me kiss kiss sounds in my ear and I’ll know it’s you. I love you grandma. More than you’ll ever know.
I loved reading all the wonderful comments about my wonderful sister in law Eleanore.We had great times Together.She was like a sister to me.
Dear Mike, though your Mom passed away without pain and she enjoyed many years, it is always hard to accept the finality of death. i send my condolences. Susan Lammert
Why do so many people say Grandma Luntar was the glue to our family? The answer is her positive attitude and loving heart. I could be frustrated with something, talk to Grandma, and she would always help me see the bright side of my situation. She listened with her loving heart and shared hope and laughter.
When my nephew died at 5 days old, I was sad that I never got the chance to meet him. At his funeral, I wanted to take a picture of him so I’d have something to remember the one time I could be with him. Someone told me that would be rude, so I walked away sobbing. Grandma saw me in emotional pain, walked up beside me, and told me to take the picture anyway. Later on, the picture brought comfort to his mom because it gave her a picture to put in his photo album. I look forward to the day when I will see both Grandma and my nephew again. RIP loved ones.
To Mike & Your Entire Family: I’m so sorry to have learned about your loss and will keep you in my prayers. Mike, though I never had the pleasure of meeting your mother, it was always clear to me that she meant the world to you from the way you would talk about her. Please know that you’re in my heart always. I love you dearly and am so glad you’re in my life. ~ Scott