Charlotte Rose Woerz
February 5, 1950 – February 7, 2021
WOERZ, CHARLOTTE ROSE VAN KLEEF, 71
Charlotte Rose van Kleef Woerz was born in Los Angeles, California on February 5, 1950, and peacefully went home to Our Lord in Riverside, California on Sunday, February 7, 2021. Charlotte is survived by her loving husband of 44 years, William Woerz Jr.; sons William (Amber) Woerz III of Moreno Valley, California, and Steven Woerz of Riverside, California; grandsons William Woerz IV and Jakob Woerz; sisters Eva (Kim) Badley of Ocean Shores, Washington, Nellene Westra of Hemet, California, and Margaret (John) Slavik; brother William (Marlys) van Kleef, and many nieces and nephews who affectionately called her “Auntie Char”. Always smiling, Charlotte could light up a room with her smile and her heart of gold. Charlotte grew up in Southern California, the daughter of William van Kleef and Wilma (Navis) van Kleef and graduated from Savanna High School in Anaheim California in 1968. She would graduate from Marinello Beauty School and lived in Yucca Valley before moving to Riverside in 1974. Charlotte worked alongside her mother at the Cypress Gardens Care Center where she would meet the love of her life, her husband, William in 1976. She would devote her life to her boys and teach them many things that they carried into their adult years. Becoming a grandmother was her “greatest accomplishment” and she doted on her grandsons with a love that could not be measured. A Celebration of Life will be held at a day and time to be determined and Inurnment will be private.
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Charlotte Rose Woerz
March 28, 2021
Well Auntie Char...thank you very much for being patient with me as your caregiver and thank you for the daily good morning Chris greetings..I’m sure he appreciated that.....thank you God for the opportunity to care for my precious Aunty Char..my memories will be how much you really loved your husband with daily kisses... and your boys...you loved getting phone calls from your boys and siblings and visits from your boys..;) I know you enjoyed your visits with the visiting Nurses and going to see your doctor..it always put a smile on your face... thanks mom for always cutting her hair..she always looked great..;) I made her a Joyce Meyer and Greg Laurie fan listening to daily podcasts.hopefully you didn’t mind....I know she loved Highway to Heaven and Little House on the Prairie....to all the Woerz family and siblings of my Auntie Char...it’s hard to put into words the sorrow we all have...I am truly sorry for your loss...we will get through this together knowing we will see you again someday in Heaven makes me happy...amen...love you always...your Niece Nettie
March 26, 2021
Just found this sassy photo of three gorgeous ladies...
Charlotte, Nell, and Eva
March 26, 2021
One of my fondest memories of Aunt Charlotte is the Jello salads she brought to every Thanksgiving dinner at Auntie Nell's house. I always thought they tasted good even if they had strange ingredients (like cottage cheese). I have a Jello cookbook from the 80's and a few different Tupperware Jello molds and have tried quite a few recipes over the years. I can thank Aunt Charlotte for my love of Jello! Matthew loves it, too 👍
Another memory is the only time that I recall Aunt Charlotte ever being angry. This was the time that Lizzie and I, I'm guessing we were probably 7, 8 years old, decided we would mix everything from Auntie Nell's pantry (flour, salt, and powdered milk were a few ingredients I remember) with water to make I don't know what. I'm pretty sure we both tried it and decided it was disgusting. Then we thought it would be funny to have Billy try some. He would have been about 6. Aunt Charlotte walked into the kitchen and asked what we were all doing. When she realized what was happening, she grabbed Billy and threatened to leave. She was FURIOUS. I think mom or Auntie Nell were able to calm her down, Lizzie and I apologized, and she ended up staying. Looking back, I know how much she loved her boys and how protective she was of them. I've always felt bad about doing that. Sorry, Billy!
I've never really understood why Aunt Charlotte always thought of me as the daughter she never had. Maybe it was because I was the closest in age to Billy or because I was the closest niece distance-wise when we were little. I guess it doesn't really matter. I wish I would have visited with her more.
This is one of the pics that mom put in my baby book, featuring Great Grandpa, Uncle Bill, me, mom, Billy, and Aunt Charlotte.
Aunt Charlotte had a great smile 😊
March 18, 2021
One memory of my sister 💗 Charlotte Rose was when we would put beautiful music 🎶 on and took turns 🩰 dancing . As years went on that memory would become so precious. My sister become more immobile , then confined to a wheelchair. I know now in eternity with our Savior she is dancing , gloriously happy . I love and miss you sweet sister. Til we see each other again 😊 then we can dance together again 😊
William Woerz III
March 18, 2021
Oh, My Mom...I wanted to be the very first to share a memory on this wall. Mom, Mommy, "CharMom", you have never, ever not been in my thoughts. You taught me so many things: love, compassion, and inner strength. Your daily prayers where you prayed for me, Steven, Dad, and the family were always felt. We have always been connected, and your smiling face in my "audience of life" will never be forgotten. You never taught me one thing: How to live without you. I know that Heaven gained the most Beautiful Angel on that fateful morning. Your smile, even at the end, tells me that you made it to Heaven without delay. You are now our Guardian Angel, and I feel your presence in a different, yet happy, way. You are no longer bound to a body that gave you so much pain - the same body that carried me and my brother, Steven. You have your wings and You are experiencing the Glory of Our Lord. You have always meant for our February to be special, and from now on, Februarys will ALWAYS be special. You were the best "Oma" that my boys could ever wish or ask for. We live on with you as a part of our hearts. To My Mom, I Will Love You, Always. Your Loving Son, Billy.