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Pearl Rae

Female 1902 - 2006  (103 years)

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  • Name Pearl Rae 
    Born 15 Oct 1902  Belt, Montana Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Gender Female 
    Died 19 Sep 2006  Turlock, CA Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Person ID I694  My Genealogy
    Last Modified 26 Apr 2018 

    Father John Aitchison Rae,   b. 19 Sep 1870, Bethel, Mercer,PA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 16 Sep 1946, Turlock, Stanislaus, CA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 75 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Mother Elizabeth Lizzie Orr,   b. Abt 1877, New Monkland Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 27 May 1953, Turlock, Stanislaus Co., California Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age ~ 76 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Married 18 Dec 1894  Bozeman, Gallatin Co, Montana Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Family ID F36  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

    Family Harold Fritz Kregness 
    Married 5 Dec 1919 
     1. Rae Kregness
     2. Louise Kregness Kregness
     3. Betty Kregness
    Last Modified 26 Apr 2018 
    Family ID F332  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

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    Link to Google MapsBorn - 15 Oct 1902 - Belt, Montana Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsDied - 19 Sep 2006 - Turlock, CA Link to Google Earth
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  • Notes 
    • Nickname was Billie.

      Family moved to Turlock, CA. In 2012 Pearl's grandson, Mike Kregness contacted us. He lived in Tracy in 2012.

      Oct. 15, 1902 - Sept. 19, 2006 Pearl "Billie" Kregness, 103, of Turlock died Tuesday at Brandel Manor.

      Mrs. Kregness was a native of Belt, Montana.

      She had lived in Turlock since 1939 and previously lived Sioux City, Iowa; Roundup, MT; Sonora, CA; and Modesto, CA.

      She was a homemaker. She was a member of First United Methodist Church and the Order of the Eastern Star in Turlock and Sonora.

      She is survived by her children, Betty Ann Guy (John) of Turlock, CA and Louise Alice Ahern (George) of Oakland, CA; and numerous grandchildren and great-grandchildren and one great-great-grandchild.

      She was preceded in death by her husband, Harold Fritz Kregness; son, Rae Harold Kregness; and a granddaughter, Janis Louise Martin (Michael).

      Visitation from 10 a.m. to 7 p.m. today at Turlock Funeral Home. A funeral will be at 10 a.m. Saturday at the funeral home, with burial to follow at Turlock Memorial Park. Remembrances may be made to Hospice of Emanuel, 825 N. Delbon Ave., Turlock 95382.

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      Impressions of Pearl "Billie" Rae written by her grandson:

      Pearl was my grandmother. For some reason I never called her grandma, always Billie. Most people called her Billie. Billie acquired the nickname "Billie" when my grandfather's favorite horse died, he was so taken back by it I guess he needed to call somebody "Billie" and Pearl was it; Pearl was Billie to everyone till the time she passed away; I didn't even know her name was Pearl until I was about 12 years old.

      Billie was highly intelligent, always curious about life, very no nonsense, was the life of the party and always amazed everyone by her ability to talk in-depth over a vast range of subjects. She taught me to dance the waltz. Billie was about 5'4" tall, maintained a trim figure and her natural dark hair never grayed. She was always much younger in appearance than her real age, her spirit was always much younger than her real age and the wisdom she offered could have only been realized because she was indeed her real age.

      Billie was always focused on family. Billie always found a way to say something great about what you were doing even if it really wasn't that good, and she always let you know how impressed she was with you because you were not remaining static but moving forward, Billie was always focused on moving forward through life in a positive way. I really liked the pat on the back she could give; if there was something that needed to be done that was really important, you tried to never disappoint her with your work. To Billie the really important things in life had to be done right, in those cases your very best would barely do.

      Billie was Scots, her mother emigrated from Scotland, Billie's mother was known as Grandma Great, Grandma Great was treated with respect and accorded great deference for she was notorious for maintaining her space and reserve. Apparently, when I was about 3 years old, I took the liberty of crawling up onto her lap to everyone's shock and horror. Everyone was expecting a major explosion of indignation about my lack of respect and pushy manners, but all was good, she allowed me to sit there for a period of time before one of the other family members retrieved me, re-establishing the requisite decorum of calm, she passed in 1953.

      Billie and her sister Janet married brothers, Billie married Harold Fritzchoff Kregness and Janet married Odin Theodore Kregness; it was a double ceremony; this is the only instance I remember hearing about, where brothers marry sisters. The Kregness line in America began one generation before in Norway. I think Billie managed to become as Norwegian as any of the Kregness', maybe even more so. It was hard for me to get excited about Lutefisk (Lutefisk is eaten with a melted butter topping, I think it disguised the taste quite well), pickled herring (Sild), potato sausage (Potatis Korv), boiled potatoes, good ol' Lefsa (Flat Potato Bread) and Akevitt (a Licorice flavored liqueur), but the desserts were special, bordering on medicinal; I swear it was possible to gain weight just looking at them. On any and all occasions Billie always jumped right in, orchestrating the cooking, supervising the setting of the table (it seems like my job was to put the leaves in the table), and always the great hostess ensuring everyone enjoyed themselves; it was obvious she enjoyed every aspect of traditional Norwegian cuisine, er...food.

      A comment on Lutefisk: I was always told you could tell a happy Norwegian by the color of their fork. Lutefisk as the name implies is cod fish conditioned in a water lye solution and consequently there will be a chemical reaction when a sterling silver fork is used to consume Lutefisk; the fork turns black anywhere Lutefisk touches it. Visually inspecting the used fork silverware gave evidence to the fact that there must have been a lot of very happy Norwegians after dinner. Silverware that has touched Lutefisk is very difficult to clean and I remember each of us kids was paid 10 cents to do the dishes; after our labors our grandfather would take us to the Penguin Ice Cream Parlor down on the corner (best ice cream in town) for a very much earned treat (at least we thought it was); it was a tough job but someone had to do it.

      In the Kregness house it was expected that the kids participate in focused activities to facilitate interaction with the adults in the family. Somehow a tradition was established where one of these activities involved singing; all of us kids were expected to provide post-dinner entertainment. For me this was more painful than a double serving of Lutefisk and mercifully stopped by about 6th grade. I couldn't sing then and I can't sing now; my singing would scare a freight train into taking a dirt road. But there I was, adding vocal counterpoint along with the other kids in the family as a charter member of the Kregness Chorale. When I discuss this with my cousins they have similar cringing memories. But all of us remember the audience applause, especially by Billie; I doubt even The Beatles heard such rambunctious clapping.

      Billie always had a twinkle in her eye, a positive thought for your day and best wishes for your future. When she found out that I had a girlfriend in high school she asked me if we were lovers; I think the redness in my face provided the answer before I responded with a very embarrassed "No". It was Billie's way of talking to you as an adult and at the same time having a little fun at your expense, never in a mean way but always with that little twinkle in her eye. I will miss her.