Amy Louise Lammers
February 04, 1967 - December 21, 2010
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Amy Louise Lammers
February 04, 1967 - December 21, 2010
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Amy Louise Lammers
Feb 4th, 1967 – Dec 21st, 2010
Amy Lammers of Laguna Hills died Tuesday, December 21, 2010 at her home in Laguna Hills, California. She was 43 years old.
Amy was born Feb 4th, 1967 in Madison, Wisconsin. She was the second of four children born to Roger and Sherry Henry. She moved to California when she was 8 years old and graduated from Mission Viejo High School in 1985. She married Mark Anthony Lammers, formerly from St. Henry, Ohio, in 1992 and left her job as secretary soon afterward to stay home and raise a family. She took great joy in being involved as a volunteer at her kid’s school.
She is survived by her husband Mark; their three children, Jonathan, Christian and Daisy Lammers of Laguna Hills; her parents Roger and Sherry Henry of Mission Viejo; her sister Melissa Henry of Santa Ana; brothers Matthew Henry of Moreno Valley and Michael Henry of Delaware; a hyper young puppy, two indoor cats and any neighborhood cat who came to her door looking for a meal.
Amy accepted Christ as her personal Savior in January of 1991 and we take comfort in the fact that her passing is a temporary separation from us. She is remembered most for her tender heart, her quick wit, first class party planner, a great cook, her devotion to family and her commitment to Christ.
The celebration of her life will be held at Abiding Savior Lutheran Church/School in Lake Forest, CA on Friday, January 7, 2011 at 11am.
Our joys will be greater, our love will be deeper, our lives will be fuller because we shared her moment.
73 responses to Amy Louise Lammers
Katiana Jamm says:
January 6, 2011
Mark, please accept my sincere condolences for the loss of your dear one, my prayers are with you and your family.
Respectfully,
Katiana Jamm
Lora Rommel says:
January 6, 2011
My thoughts & prayers are with the Lammers family. Lora
Nell Mitchell says:
January 6, 2011
Mark, I have not met your wife. However, some day I will. As a cancer survivor so far and a Christ
loving believer, I have hope and peace that passes understanding. As the old hymn says, “This world is not my home, I’m just passing through.” You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
Pam Abate-Bustamante says:
January 6, 2011
My memories of Amy take me way back to before we had kids, when we were just kids ourselves. It was 1977 and I had just moved to Mission Viejo. Luckily for me I was placed in Mrs. Daly’s 5th grade class at Cordillera where I would meet my new best friend, our Amy. For the next few years we became inseparable and lucky for our parents we lived close enough to walk to each others houses. And walk we did. We knew every nook and cranny and every short cut in town. The Weber bread store for bargains on day old hostess treats, the school field where we would re-enact the movie Grease which we had probably gone to see 20 times and the park which still makes me smile when I drive by it. When Gateway Center was built by the end of the 70’s we had a new destination. We would visit Goodies Hallmark store to check out the latest Hello Kitty merchandise and stop at Gateway Liquor for a soda and a wacky pack.
Weekend sleepovers were just a given. It was just a question of whose house. At Amy’s house we liked to hide out in her room away from her younger brothers sorry Mike and Matthew put on our favorite 45’s Boogie Nights and Dancing Queen come to mind and practice our disco routines. Then we would roam around her neighborhood in the evening scoping out the boys houses we had crushes on hoping they might come out. Perhaps we’d play some Ding Dong Ditchem or do some harmless tp’ing of the neighbor’s houses. In the morning Mrs. Henry would give us plain cake donuts and let us roll them in sugar. I have passed this yummy treat on to my kids. At my house we stayed up late making home movies with my family. We were quite the hams. Give us a tennis racquet and we turned into Jimi Hendrix. Amy became part of our family as I was now part of hers. She even got to come on a couple of weekend vacations with us to Frazier Park and Las Vegas.
There was also endless bowling at Saddleback Lanes. My teenage cousin was the mechanic and he would put notes in the holes of our balls so we would get them upon return of the ball. I wish I could remember what they said but I just remember that they would drive Amy crazy. There was Friday night roller skating at SkateWay, another place to practice our dance routines. And when they announced couples skate, we raced to the snack bar just in case anybody even thought about asking us to skate. And it was in these years I believe she developed her expertise in party planning for we were always planning our birthday parties, costume parties, Halloween parties.
I remember one Halloween in particular. Amy helped me make my costume out of a hula hoop and lots of foil. I went as a giant chocolate candy kiss. I remember the excitement of trick or treating together thru her neighborhood. But our excitement soured a bit as people would open their door and say, “oh look it’s the liberty bell.” Our artistic work was not being understood. And then a dog began chasing us and I had to ditch the costume all together to escape. The night was not turning out like we had anticipated. But as you can imagine the night ended in laughter, as did most of our adventures.
By 12 we were much cooler. After all we were wearing Chemin De Fer jeans and gold stretchy belts. We had moved on to junior high. Our musical tastes too had shifted from disco to rock. She wanted the Led Zeppelin album “In through the Outdoor” for her birthday and I was so excited to give it to her. Throughout the moving, changing times we had each other. We created these wonderful childhood memories and experiences which will live on forever in my heart.
If it sounds like we had a crazy, fun filled childhood. We did! And it had everything to do with my best friend, Amy.
Rahnee Melendez says:
January 6, 2011
Mark, Johnathan, Christian & Daisy…
Some moments in life their are just no words!! I can not express to you how much my heart hurts for all of you. What a great wife and a wonderful mother Amy was and still is..always remember that when someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. God will take care of her and she will be watching over all of you! You are in my thoughts and prayers daily.