Dorothy Evelyn Elfgen Miller

Dorothy Evelyn Elfgen Miller

September 18, 1918 - July 16, 2008

Dorothy Evelyn Elfgen Miller

September 18, 1918 - July 16, 2008


Miller, Dorothy, 89, beloved wife, mother, and grandmother, died peacefully at Mission Hospital on July 16, 2008, from colon cancer.

Born at St. Charles, Missouri, on Sept. 8, 1918, to Louis Elfgen and Dorothy Baumann Elfgen, She lived her childhood and most of her adult life in St. Louis, Missouri. She graduated from Rosati-Kain High School for Girls in 1937.

In 1946, Dorothy married the late Julius Frederick Miller, an Army veteran who fought in the Pacific in World War II. Together they had one son.

Following the death of her husband in 1967, Dorothy continued to live at the family home in St. Louis until 1977, when she moved to Hawaii, Virginia, and California to be near her son and his family. She moved to Dana Point in 1985 and was a member of St. Edward the Confessor Catholic Church until her death. Since 2005, she last resided at Brighton Gardens in San Juan Capistrano.

Dorothy is survived by her son, Jules Frederick Miller of Dana Point and his wife, Sheila; her grandson, Julian Elfgen Miller of Dana Point; and her grandson, Cadet Justin Baumann Miller, USAF, of Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Visitation, Sunday, July 20th, from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. at O’Connor Mortuary, 25301 Alicia Parkway, Laguna Hills. Mass of Christian Burial, Monday, July 21st, at 10:30 a.m. at St. Edward the Confessor Catholic Church, 33926 Calle La Primavera, Dana Point, followed by interment at Ascension Cemetery, Lake Forest, California. A reception at her son’s home will follow immediately.

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1 responses to Dorothy Evelyn Elfgen Miller

  1. Jules Miller says:

    I was five-years-old, going out with my Dad for Halloween, in a brand new Donald Duck mask and costume. As soon as I stepped on the sidewalk in front of our house, I was splattered by an egg thrown by an unknown assailant. I always suspected Mickey Mouse threw it, but I admit I have no proof. I returned shattered about the prospect of missing Halloween; but my mother wiped me off with a damp cloth, kissed me, and sent me back for trick-or-treating. This was the only time in my entire life she ever let me leave home with dirty clothes.
    Thanks, Mom.

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