Of course, we loved Betty and God Bless her, she did have the Kopp temper. Her motto was if it can’t be done get a bigger hammer and she truly lived her live that way. There was time when Dad, I think it was my brother Mike and I were golfing at Western Acres with Betty, one of the very few times I got to play golf with her. We were on the difficult par 3 3rd hole and Betty’s shot made it over the water (good) but was well left, (bad) in Western Acres’ famous US Open deep rough. She had a really tough shot, coming out of the rough, over the corner of the sand trap, over the edge of the green and the hole was cut way on the far right, so the ball had to travel a long way. She played one of the best shots I had ever seen, popping the ball up onto the green and it rolled until it sat on the edge of the cup. A mere tap in for a par. A remarkable shot, wonderous shot, Dad, Mike and I were cheering how great it was. Betty, though, was not pleased. She tended to have a bit of a foul mouth and every curse word flung from her lips and her club nearly went flying. Dad, Mike and I were stunned, telling her how great of a shot it was. Betty would have none of it. The shot was horrible because, damn it, it didn’t go in the hole! I laugh about this memory to this day.
Other wonderful memories of Betty include the great Christmas Eve cookout when we made burgers and dogs on the grill for Christmas Eve dinner. This was decades before the fancy Weber grills of today, all she had was a cheap Sears grill. Never mind it was below 0 and Dad and Ken could barely keep the fire going. I’ll never forget that night.
Or when she and Ken came over on Christmas Eve and they walked in with a present for my Mom and Dad and Kenny tossed it at Ed and said Merry Christmas. The throw was well short and the present landed on the floor with a distinct sound of glass breaking. They were engraved Irish Whiskey glasses as Mom and Dad had traveled to Ireland the previous August and found they enjoyed the beverage. I don’t think Betty ever fully forgave Kenny for that one.
We love you Betty, your unique energy and love of family will remain with us.
- David Kopp