Janet Ellen Vohs
August 5, 1959 ~ April 13, 2024
Janet Ellen Vohs, 64, Preschool Teacher, died Saturday, April 13, 2024. Funeral Service will be at 11:00 am, Thursday, April 18, 2024, at Riverlawn Christian Church. Preceded in death by her husband, Thomas Alan Vohs; father, Vincent Merrill Dake, Jr. Survived by her sons, Daniel (Melody) Vohs of Belton, MO, Douglas (Kaitlynn) Vohs of Maize, KS, Dustin (Samantha) Vohs of Wichita; mother, Eileen Dake; grandchildren, Jordyn Vohs, Lindsey Vohs, Jensen Vohs; brothers, Ron (Theresa) Dake of Knoxville, IA, Bob (Debbie) Dake of Camden, OH, Fred Dake of Des Moines, IA, Bill (Nicki) Dake of Ankeny, IA; sisters, Beverly Dake of Excelsior Springs, MO, Theresa (Joe) Hicks of Excelsior Springs, MO. Services in care of Downing & Lahey Mortuary - East Chapel.
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Daniel, Douglas, and Dustin,
Though I never had the pleasure of meeting you, I want to tell you a story of two girls, your mother and I.
With Janet growing up in Iowa and me growing up in Wisconsin, in the 1960s without Internet, FaceTime or texting, you would wonder how we could be such close cousins and friends. Every summer, my family would come to Iowa and Janet and I would pick up where we left off from the previous summer. (We were just 4 days apart in age) We would have sleepovers at your grandparents house and at my grandparents house. (Our fathers were cousins) Your mom and I would sit on an old porch swing and talk and play. (At my grandparents house) We would sing and dance at the front doorway of your grandparents house. There were summer days spent in Perry Iowa at our aunts house where we would get to go to the local swimming pool. (Yes they would drop us off and give us a dime to call when we were ready to come back.) That was the life in 1960s. We grew up and started our adult lives and didn’t have any contact for 30 years. Then I returned to Iowa for a family reunion and met up with your mom and guess what, we picked up where we left off 30 years ago.
We were hanging out in the hotel lobby with many extended family members forcing the hotel staff to open up the breakfast room because we were too loud. Your mom laughed and laughed and told me “ I have never been kicked out of someplace before Pam” . This started a whole new conversation of how my brothers and sisters get kicked out of everywhere we go, including the ICU when our father was having open-heart surgery. After that family reunion, we now have Facebook and texting and your mom and I could stay in contact. I was so thankful for her friendship when she called me when my mom died. Recently I text your mom about the 1st time I was kicked out of somewhere. I was 9 and my brother was 7 and we were having our tonsils removed. The hospital staff told our parents that they should come get us because we would probably heal faster at home. I think that we are the reason surgery is now all done as out patient. Your mom thought that was the funniest story.
I am going to miss your mom so much, she was a great lady and the best cousin ever!
Pam Perry