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To Momma Connie,
So many memories over the last twenty years. What I remember most is the road trips and the long conversations. I enjoyed listening to you and how you were able to recall all the sharp details of your life. Our bond grew over the years and I very much enjoyed giving you comfort and putting a smile on your face. I am so blessed that Cara and I were able to bring you three beautiful grandchildren to love upon. The way your smile lit up the room when your grandchildren came running to grandma Connie for the hugs and kisses. Those memories will never fade and so thankful for all your love and support over the years. I know you're out of pain and I find so much comfort knowing that you are in a much better place. Please watch over us and help us get through the challenging days ahead. I know you're dancing and singing again and can't wait to hear all the stories. We love you and you will be deeply missed.
Love Geoffrey

One of our best memories was when we visited Connie a little over a year ago. One day I asked her if she remembered Grandpa Bissantz playing Queen's Cupboard with us when we were children. She did and we entertained ourselves with a short game.
Sister Aleta

For my dear friend, Connie…
I met you in 2004 when Don and I started attending Lighthouse Christian Church. You were welcoming and kind with a quick wit, great sense of humor, and the most gorgeous head of hair. (I was so envious!) Our friendship grew, but it wasn’t until a few years later when I joined the LCC staff and we began working together that I really got to know you like a sister and our friendship began to flourish.You helped me learn the ropes as I got started at LCC. Our jobs were fun, fulfilling, crazy busy, and lots of hard work. When you’d enter the front office proclaiming, “I need chocolate!”, we knew you were having a challenging day. If no one had any, you’d visit the youth pastor’s office to hit up the youth store to buy some. Yes, we office ladies, Carolyn, you, and I, spent many years working closely together and we have LOTS of stories tucked away in our hearts, but one of the best stories is the resulting blessing of sisterhood that will remain special through eternity.
I loved your compassionate heart toward others when they shared their struggles and difficulties. Of course, working at a church we heard many requests for prayer. We had the privilege of praying together often, and your prayers were heartfelt and some of the most beautiful my ears have heard. You also were a faithful reader of God’s Word and knew many scriptures by heart, which you shared with others to encourage them in whatever they may be going through. What a friend!
As each year barreled toward Fall, you’d take great pleasure in giving regular reminders to me, and anyone else you wanted to stress, how many days were left until Christmas. Even after you retired, you came by the church and left a card on my car windshield with the number of days before Christmas written inside. When I opened it, I got the biggest laugh. I’d often find little cards from you left on my car windshield and sometimes you’d pop into my office with fresh corn on the cob or vegetables you had just picked up on sale at the market that you wanted to share. You were very thoughtful.
There was a period where you knew Don and I were having difficulty with our daughter. You said, “I have a gift for you.” and you handed me a Barbie doll that looked like my daughter. You said, “When you feel frustrated, just rip the head off the doll. You can put it back on and do it over again as long as you need to.” Now that my daughter has four daughters of her own, I passed that same Barbie doll on to her to use if needed. lol (She knows the story behind it.)
Most of all, you loved your family, especially your grandchildren. You’d light up when sharing about your experiences with them. You were very proud of each one and faithfully prayed for their lives, protection, happiness, and salvation. Your greatest joy will be to be reunited with them in Heaven for eternity in God’s good time. I pray your prayers will be answered
As I close, I think of the countless hours we talked. You were such a good storyteller. I was amazed by how you remembered so many details about your life, especially your childhood. Many times, as we'd close nighttime conversations, you'd often say to me “Good night little birdie. Sleep a little longer, so your little wings grow a little stronger.” You explained that these words came from a Cradle Song written by Lord Alfred Tennyson. Your grandmother used to read them to you as she tucked you into bed and you still had the book. You said the song continued to bring you comfort through the years. I hope your family finds this special keepsake book and holds it close.
Connie, I love you, I miss you, and I thank God for having the opportunity to be friends with you for so many years in this life. I look forward to seeing you in eternity and starting a whole new adventure together. Until then, you and the memories we made together will always be held close to my heart as beautiful life treasures.
Until we meet again…
Your friend and sister in Christ, Jan Kiehl

To the Family of Connie Treneer.
On behalf of Lighthouse Christian Church and myself as the new pastor, I want to extend our deepest condolences to you during this time of loss. We were saddened to hear of Connie’s passing and want you to know how much she meant to this church family.
Her faithful service was a blessing to so many. She worked with dedication, kindness, and a heart for ministry that touched lives both within and beyond our congregation. Though I did not have the privilege of working alongside her personally, I have already heard many warm memories from those who knew and loved her.
We are grateful for her life and legacy, and we join you in mourning her loss while celebrating the many ways she reflected Christ’s love. Please know that we are praying for comfort, strength, and peace for you in the days ahead.
With heartfelt sympathy,
D.J. Iverson
Lead Pastor

Connie was a very welcoming person. She was Always at the church helping in some way or another. She lived for her girls and mother.
She will be deeply missed. My deepest condolences to the family.
Love,
Maria C. Ybarra
Ybarra Family

Thank you for introducing me to Susan the love of my life.
Chris

I remember several visits with Aunt Connie, swimming in their pool, and more than one trip to Monterey. She was so crafty and made beautiful flower arrangements for our wedding. She will be missed.
Tommy and Nadine Grove

Aunt Connie, you did my beautiful flowers for my wedding. You said you couldn’t go into business because you were a perfectionist and could never make money. I confided my deepest darkest 18 year old secret. You gave me great advice. We lost touch over the years, but I got to talk to you a couple years ago for a long while. Glad I got that last convo. Also glad we’ll meet again… never goodbye only so long.
🩷 Moli

Thank you for all the special memories. You made this world a better place with your love and gentle heart. You will truly be missed.
💗 Jeni

So many memories—all bring a smile to my lips and a tear or two to my eyes!
Spending summers in Higgins—running wild, Grandpa's Donald Duck show, board games, sipping sodas together at the drugstore…
Connie taught me to knit; fussed at me to do my hair and wear makeup; walked with me to church, the hamburger joint, school, Girl Scouts…When I was 14 and Connie had just gotten her drivers license, we would cruise through the Texaco station where Connie’s friend, Chris worked. I thought he was so cute and begged Connie to get him to take me out on a date. Shortly after my 15th birthday that became a reality when we double dated! When Chris and I got married, Connie was my maid-of-honor. Sixty years later Chris and I are still going strong and I owe it all to Connie!
On my 40th birthday Connie gave me 40 wrapped presents! Along about that same time, Connie painted her living room ceiling GREEN! Creativity at its finest (and in my opinion, worst)!
Our Mom asked Connie and me to help her when independent living had become too difficult for her. Connie put her life on hold to help. I know how greatly Connie struggled during this time and I will love her forever for her sacrificial love.
Several times Connie came out on the train to visit me after I moved to OK. A favorite memory is when we revisited Philbrook Museum in Tulsa, a favorite place from our childhood.
A million more memories…I guess I should write a book
Til we meet again, Connie!
Love forever!
Susan, the Next-in-Line Sister

Connie was a good friend who cared and prayed for me & my family. She was very caring and faithful.
I used to provide the PC support for Lighthouse Christian Church and was able to assist her on many occasions over the years, both at the church and at her home. I worked on some challenging issues and some humorous ones as well. Once she called and reported her PC monitor screen was "all white". I had seen many all black screens and "blue screens of death", but never white screens. When I got to her house, I discovered she had taped a piece of paper on her monitor to block her web cam. Easiest repair I ever did. We laughed a lot about that one. :)
I miss you Connie and know that we'll see each other again in heaven.
Don Kiehl

Aunt Connie, I’ll never forget our drive out to Idaho together. I learned so much about you and my mom that I never knew! I’m looking forward to seeing you when Jesus brings us all together again.
Joel Mannion

God bless you Connie. I know you’ll be looking down on us with big smiles and kisses for all your grand babies. You’re in a better place with all the angels.I remember how you used to collect angels and now you’re among them. Rest In Peace.🙏
Chery Weaver

For many years Connie was like a second mom to me. Trips to LA for work, dance competitions, recitals, auditions, you name it she was there. Mom and her delivering papers together in the wee hours of the morning, she was always busy and eager to help. Connie could be spicy! But most of all I remember her serving nature to her church, and fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. I hope knowing her pain is gone and that she is in the arms of Jesus, brings peace.
Sarah Falvey-Yingst

We love you so much, Mom. The time we spent together—especially over the past two years while caring for you—was such a gift to our family. I’ll always remember how you used to take care of Corbin while I worked, bringing boxes to build forts and sometimes staying overnight so I could leave for work early. Those moments meant the world to Corbin and created a beautiful bond between you two.
When I was a little girl, you were at everything—every school function, every dance recital, every acting class or audition. You never missed a moment, and I always felt supported and seen.
You were with us for so many holidays, and one Christmas stands out—when you were excited to make cranberry sauce from scratch, only to get caught up in conversation and burn the cranberries so badly Geoff had to throw the pan out! We laughed about it for years at every Christmas gathering.
You traveled with us often—whether it was work trips where you'd stay in the hotel with the kids, or family getaways to Tahoe in the summer and winter. And when I was younger, you and I would spend hours driving to LA for auditions, running lines in the car while you navigated the city and kept us safe.
You had a heart for giving—always keeping a box of birthday gifts ready to go, and remembering the people we loved. You never forgot a detail—what someone wore, what day it was, who was there. Even in recent months, you could still recall stories and names with incredible clarity.
Every Christmas and Easter, you were in charge of the church poinsettias and lilies. To this day, whenever I see one, I remember your rule about watering them with just one small glass of water ONE AT A TIME—and I smile. “I’m not watering those,” I still say when I see them at church and I admire them from a distance.
When others in our family passed, you would quietly go to their graves—weeks, months, even years later—to tidy the space, leave fresh flowers, and show that they were still remembered and loved.
You also carried with you a rich family history, with deep roots in Oklahoma and Texas. We spent countless hours talking about your grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles, distant cousins, and how everyone came to be. You painted our family tree with stories that made it feel alive. Because you were afraid to fly, you and I took many train trips together to visit family and retrace your childhood memories. Those journeys became precious time for me to learn more about you, your past, and where I come from. I’m so grateful for that.
Most of all, I’m thankful for the hope I have in Jesus. For many years now, it’s been heartbreaking to watch you slowly fade from the vibrant woman you once were. The confusion, fear, and paranoia—the stories your mind would create—were painful to witness, and I know they were even harder for you to endure. I know you were scared, and it hurt to be distant from you for so long while you navigated through those changes. But today, I cling to the truth that brings peace to my heart: you are whole again. The pain, the fear, and the confusion are gone. Your mind is clear, your spirit is light, and your soul is finally at rest. You are in the presence of Jesus—healed, joyful, and completely free.
You lived with love, humor, and devotion. Thank you for loving me and my family mom.
We miss you deeply, but we rejoice in knowing we’ll see you again.
Cara and Family