Doris Ann Weed
August 8, 1951 ~ July 14, 2024
Doris Ann Weed of Wichita, Kansas passed unexpectedly on July 14, 2024.
Doris was a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister and friend. Born in Kingman, Kansas to Theodore & Mary Zogelman, Doris graduated from Andale High School and attended Sacred Heart (Newman) University majoring in education and went on to teach for over forty years in the Catholic diocese. She was married to Mark Weed for 51 years. Doris was an avid baker, known for her cinnamon rolls, and was very involved with her church and school. She enjoyed sewing, walking, praying, attending mass and adoration. Connecting with children was her favorite activity and obvious skill.
Doris is preceded in death by her parents and son, Kyle Weed. She is survived by her husband, Mark Weed; children, Joshua (Libby) Weed, Jessica Weed, Alex (Kara) Weed; sisters, Rose (Joe) Hartnett, Rita (Gary) Maxey, Janice (Rich) Lind, Jane (Robert) Blackhall; grandchildren, Caleb, Kyle, Cadence, Madeline, and Theo; great grandchild, Boden.
Rosary will be 7:00 pm, Wednesday, July 17, 2024, with Funeral Mass at 10:00 am, Thursday, July 18, 2024, both at St. Jude Catholic Church.
In lieu of flowers, a memorial has been established at St. Jude Catholic School, 3030 N. Amidon, Wichita, KS 67204.
Services in care of Downing & Lahey Mortuary - West Chapel. Share tributes online at: www.dlwichita.com
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I’m in complete disbelief seeing this. Mrs. Weed was my fourth grade teacher, as well as having taught my 3 other siblings. She was the sweetest lady. I had a lot of trouble in math class and she knew it, she made sure i was getting the extra practice in even if i didn’t want to. She sent me home with extra math worksheets to work on as extra credit so i could pass math class. I’ll never forget Mrs. Weed. I immediately think of her height and how i would always tell myself how i wished to be that tall some day. i always used to see her walk down Amidion. I would say a quick prayer for her as I was driving by. My prayers go out to her family and friends. Thank you for being a teacher I will never forget about!!
Mrs. Weed was an absolute gem of a person. She had a natural gift of making all children feel seen, loved, and known. She is undoubtedly a huge reason as to why I also pursued my undergraduate and masters degrees in early childhood education. She was an inspiration.
To know her was to adore her. She was sunshine personified.
Some of my favorite memories as her student was the reading of a chapter in a chapter book every day after lunch, learning to edit our writing, our President research paper, and bringing art into our curriculum on Fridays.
Lastly, and even lost importantly, she had a way of supporting my older brother who was often the catalyst of some major conduct challenges while a student at St. Jude. She was patient, stern, and unwavering. Thank you for your help and endless grace.
You touched so many lives and truly helped shape the trajectory of my education, career, and life. You are loved. God bless.
Jane (Keehn) Clark
God bless you, Doris! You were such a kind and caring soul. I will never forget you. It is such an honor and privilege to teach in “your classroom.” I will pray and work hard every day to make you proud.
Doris, I have several memories of you, but your beautiful smile will always be saved in my heart. You’ll be missed. Say hi to your mom and dad for me.
I am saddened after learning of Doris’s passing. I was principal at St. Jude for a few years while she was there. She was an incredible teacher and a role model to all. My thoughts to Mark and her family.
Mrs. Weed was my 3rd grade teacher and she did an incredible job getting me excited for school. Even though I was not a good writer at the time she got me into poetry. I eventually turned it into a career as a news reporter and then a 2nd grade teacher.
Doris had “retired” to substitute teaching when I knew her at St. Jude. As a truly remarkable teacher, she was often requested to fill in for an absent teacher. She was warm and loving and accepting of every child, as well as being a role model for other teachers. She was an excellent baker too, so you always knew there would be yummy baked goods in the teacher’s lounge on days she was in the building. I would also see her often when she came to pick up her granddaughter, Maddie. Rest in Peace, dear Doris. You will be missed, but what a legacy you leave behind.
So very very sorry of your loss of Doris! As you know, she taught Brad and Jeff in 3rd grade. What I loved about her was how she taught them to write! I saved my favorite poems and stories, they were so impressive! She was a wonderful teacher and a very special friend! She will be so missed! You will all be in my thoughts and prayers with love!
Mrs Weed was a special teacher and person!! She taught my husband at St Margaret Mary and my son at St Francis. She will always hold a special place in our hearts and memories. May she rest in peace now with God. Many prayers for all of the Weed family.
Trena Lopez
I’m so sorry to hear of Mrs. Weed’s passing. She was my second grade teacher at St, Margaret Mary and one of my favorite teachers. I feel blessed to have known her.
I have known Doris since Alex played AYSO soccer as a child for my husband, Al; and Doris lived in my neighborhood. We both loved to walk and would cross paths in the neighborhood frequently. I saw Doris out walking as lately as a week or so ago. We always had a nice chat as we loved many of the same things. Besides our neighborhood connection, I am friends with Cadence and her mother, Jena. That is one more way I could stay connected to Doris.
Even though we were casual friends, I could feel her sincerity, love of God and church, and affinity for family and friends. I am one of many that will miss her love of life and great spirit. We know she is watching from heaven and I hope that brings peace to her beloved family.
Affectionately,
Judy Gomez.
“…Let us live our lives as a gift to others…” This perfect aspiration was shared this week in remembrance of Mrs. Weed’s generosity in every facet of her life, especially as a beloved educator and mentor.
Only in adulthood could I truly fathom Mrs. Weed’s depth of caring – and immense patience – in wrangling our mischevious 3rd grade class. With a remarkable balance of inspirational fun and instructional firmness, she crafted lasting lessons and memories. Making “Stone Soup” required teamwork and contributions from everyone, as well as politeness when I didn’t like the taste. Performing with Dropsy the Clown was literally a circus of children; enough said. Touring the Crayola Factory took us on a lengthy bus trip to learn about manufacturing, art, and keeping all our digits around heavy machinery.
Mrs. Weed’s genius, though, was in personalizing learning that sparked interest to do the work and motivation to do it well. The things she fostered most in me were polar opposites: Math and Language Arts. Numbers were my weakness and Mad Minutes were my intimidating Holy Grail. Books were my joyful comfort zone and she introduced me to the possibilities of writing. She prompted and pored over our journals, correspondence, essays, and attempts at poetry or clever jokes. Looking back at my papers, I see how she gave every composition deeper purpose: to better ourselves as well-rounded, thoughtful, growing young people. Her colorful handwritten notes and “smileys” also illustrate how she began to use my growth in creative writing to nudge my stalled Math progress. I wrote about goals, practice, and successes for my Mad Minutes, of all things. Sure enough, I see improvement across those old Math worksheets stashed among my 1992 tales of horses and kittens. Because she cared, I cared – and teddy bear stickers never hurt.
We exchanged a few letters over the years; in one, as I headed off to college, I wrote in thanks for her influence on me and my lifelong love of literature. In her honor today, I can also now write about finally reaching a perfect Mad Minute score of 40 – at the age of 40. I think it would make her smile.
Mrs. Weed’s gift of caring will endure through the values, confidence, and fun that she nurtured in all of us. I’m among hundreds of students who are forever grateful to her and to her family for sharing her with us.
Mrs Weed was a beautiful person. In high school, I worked at St Margaret Mary helping out the janitor and she was always complimentary. I remember one Christmas a couple of the teachers embroiled a chambray shirt for me.
Mrs. Weed was my 3rd Grade teacher at St. Jude in 2001-02. One of the first teachers I met that knew how to push me in all the right ways.
I still remember a lesson she gave us on how to give instructions. For an assignment, we were asked to write out instructions for how to make a PB&J.
To grade our papers, she made PB&Js in front of the entire class, using our instructions. One of the first students wrote “Put peanut butter on the bread.” Mrs. Weed plunged her hand into the peanut butter jar and smeared peanut butter sloppily on a piece of sandwich.
It was one of the funniest memories I have in my young life. Ever since, I’ve always given detailed direction or instructions.
Thinking of her and her family in this hard time.