"Ed was quite unlike anybody that I've met. He always enjoyed company and had hundreds of stories to tell us when we were visiting. He's been to so many places and done so many things and when he'd tell us about them, it was like you were there with him. He talked about his girls all the time and how much he loved them. Ed was wonderful and we will miss him so much. We love you Ed and are heartbroken that you're no longer with us."
In loving memory of
Edward R. Kittrell
March 8, 1925 - December 12, 2002
Edward R. Kittrell Ph.D., 77, of 86 Green Road, Michigamme, died early Thursday morning, December 12, 2002 at Marquette General Hospital.
Ed was born on March 8, 1925 in Birmingham, Alabama a son of the late Edward & Della Mae (Conn) Kittrell.
Dr. Kittrell was a WWII veteran having served in the marines and was decorated with the Purple Heart after being wounded at Iwo Jimo.
Dr. Kittrell was employed as an economics and philosophy professor at Northern Illinois University for over 33 years. Following his retirement he moved to the Upper Peninsula and had resided in Escanaba and the Michigamme area for the past eight years.
He enjoyed music and was a world-renowned jazz musician. He will be remembered by his children as a beloved father and friend.
Dr. Kittrell is survived by his daughters, Camille Kittrell of Brookline, Massachusetts, Sean Kittrell and Erin Kittrell, both of DeKalb, Illinois; and grandchildren, Damien Shaw and Isabella Pinckney of DeKalb, IL.
There will be no services at this time.
Memorial contributions can be made to the Edward Kittrell Memorial Fund at Resource Bank at 555 Bethany Road, Dekalb, IL 60115. For information about the fund make inquiries to Sean Kittrell at 619 N. 12th, Dekalb, IL 60115
Tributes
"The December 17th tribute was from Rick and Jackie."
"Please forgive the tardiness of these condolences as I just learned -- quite by accident-- that your father had died nearly a year ago. My husband Jerry and I own a garden and gift shop in Michigamme; I think you might recognize the name Blooming Bay, as your dad often purchased food items for "his girls." It is through the shop that we came to know your dad and to look forward to his visits...learning about what he loved best, his daughters and his music,and enjoying his sense of humor and friendliness. We will continue missing him as we did this summer because we enjoyed him immensely. It saddens us both to know that he isn't livening up whichever corner of the world he's in. Please accept our deepest sympathy at this late date...sorrow, though, has no deadline, and we thought you might like to know how much your dad is remembered. (I'm sorry we never met...he always promised to bring in "the girls" when you came to visit.)"