Kay Frances Cinkosky

April 5, 1938 - April 25, 2008

Kay Frances Cinkosky, 70, departed this life Friday, April 25, 2008, at her home near Lebanon, Mo. She was born April 5, 1938, in La Crosse, to Norbert and Frances Morrison Pederson. 

On Aug. 4, 1956, she was united in marriage to Martin W. Cinkosky and to this union one daughter and three sons were born. She was preceded in death by her parents; a brother, Roger; and a sister, Phyllis.

Kay is survived by her loving husband of 52 years, Martin; sons, Randy (Jaxine) Cinkosky of Lebanon, Richard (Lisa) Cinkosky of Linn Creek, Mo., and Robert (Heather) Cinkosky of Nixa, Mo.; daughter, Lori (Bob) Mulrenin of Lebanon; and 10 grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. She is also survived by her brother, Ronald (Kathy) Pederson of Waukesha; sister, Kathleen Dhooge of Anderson, Ind.; several nieces and nephews; as well as a host of other relatives and friends.

She was raised in Waukesha and graduated from Waukesha High School. After she and Martin were married, they continued to make their home in Waukesha until moving to Lebanon in 1978. In addition to being a devoted homemaker and a loving mother, Kay also helped her husband in the operation of their two motels, Forest Manor and Brentwood Motel. They managed Forest Manor for seven years and Brentwood Motel for 10 years until retiring in 1992.

Since retiring, Kay and Martin enjoyed traveling in their motor home and were members of several motor home clubs. They made many good friends through their travels and enjoyed spending time with them. Kay always enjoyed playing games of all kinds and particularly liked dominos and card games. She possessed a delightful sense of humor and a keen mind for knowledge. Her family was very important to her and she especially enjoyed her grandchildren.

Kay was a loving wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister, aunt and was a caring neighbor and friend. We celebrate her life and will cherish the wonderful memories she created for her family and friends

Services were held Wednesday, April 30, in Lebanon.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the day,

And the Son has set me free,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little, but not too long,

And not with you head bowed low.

Remember the love we once shared -

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,

And each must go alone.

Itís all part of the Masterís plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the friends we know.

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -

Miss me, but let me go.