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I was born in the foothills of the Ozarks, outside of Doniphan MO, at home, with attending physician Doc Goforth and my father assisting.  A ‘blue baby’, the cord wrapped around my neck, they gave me a couple of extra whacks, got me breathing and brought pinkish color back to me at 12:20 a.m. on April 21, 1949.

Surviving are three sons, Daniel Tossing, Dallas, Jason Tossing, St. Louis, and Dagmawi ‘Doug’ Mekonen, Columbia MO.

Preceding me in death were a son, Jonathan Braschler Tossing, sister Evelyn Jobe, nephew Keith Jobe, special uncle Jim Featherston, special brother-in-law Mesfin Mekonen, ex-husband William R. Tossing, both parents, William Arnold & Clarice Braschler, and too many special friends.

I got an early start in school, walking through the woods and attending the country one-room Price School occasionally with my older brother before formal age eligible to enroll (who questioned?), then schools consolidated when I was six and I attended Doniphan schools where ‘Miss Fay’ Gary was my first grade teacher (she also taught my mother and my nieces and nephews – wow, a three-generation teacher!).  I must say I received a fine education in some of the worst overcrowding I have ever known.  Many of my teachers were personal friends of my parents and wouldn’t tolerate any crap.  I attended Forest Park Community College in St. Louis, transferring to St. Louis University working toward a bachelor’s degree in nursing when I had to drop out after my second year due to pre-eclampsia of pregnancy.

Especially influential in my life were:  my Dad, lover of nature and conservationist; his mom, my ‘Mee-Maw’ whose favorite saying was, “Life gets tejious, Sissy, life gets tejious”; my special Uncle, known to me as OUF (Old Uncle Fudd), also a lover of nature, herbalist and avid conservationist, whose favorite sayings and best advice to me were (1) “Never explain – your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe you anyway”, (2) “You can’t argue logic with an illogical person” and (3) “Getting old ain’t for sissies”; many authors including Margaret Mead, Rachel Carson, Mark Twain; politicians Dwight Eisenhower and Barack Obama, to name only two; my high school band teacher Paul Ripley as well and various musicians throughout my life; my sister (‘Sissie’ to me) who truly loved me unconditionally; many friends who have stood by me; and finally, my children who continue to teach me on a daily basis.

Arrangements under the direction of:
Aria Cremation Service and Funeral Home
10116 E. Northwest Highway
Dallas, TX 75238
214-340-8008

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