Gail M Pohlot

Gail Marie Pohlot

January 11, 1929-May 7, 2019

Beloved mother, grandmother, sister and friend.  Having her nose in a book had its perks.  Closing her eyes, breathing in deeply, she could focus on the vanillin tickling her nose.  She had always appreciated the sweet, familiar smell and thought it enhanced the experience, hypnotizing and always bringing the reader back for more.  Not even Poirot, Millhone, or Robicheaux would be able to figure out precisely how it worked.  It was a mystery only aging paper could reveal and it didn’t give up its secrets lightly.  Gail Marie Pohlot could attest to that much.  She had spent many days since her birth, on January 11, 1929, caught up in books and trying not to lose the plot (her own or the fantasy’s).  She knew, as every avid reader does, that it was too easy to venture to Lilliput, Scotland, or the gritty parts of 1930s Chicago and forget to come back home.  All stories, however, come to an end and the enticements of vanilla can do little to change this destiny.  On May 7, 2019 she was whisked away one last time for an epilogue of which only she will ever know the details.  Had she written her own book; it would have been a mix of adventure, romance, with a touch of mystery.   It might have begun with Orrin and Mary Ledgerwood excited at her arrival, with an anecdote about her siblings and childhood in Oregon, or with the birth of one of her own children.  A romantic might say it would have started with July 9, 1955 when Gail married George E. Pohlot.  Most assuredly her life book would have included tales of square dancing, her hearty laugh and the tulle of her petticoat creating an unexpected flair of excitement as she whirled about the floor; the building anticipation and quickly drawn breath when a slot machine was about to pay out;  and details of the quiet moments Gail took simply for herself, to embroider a new pattern for an unexpected gift, to follow the exploits of valiant men and their steadfast ladies, to love and be loved enduringly.  Those left to include dream sequences and flashbacks of Gail in their own stories are her children Neola King, Ken (Kim) Pohlot, and Charles (Marie Pierce) Pohlot; her granddaughter Sylvia Pohlot; her siblings Bob (Rhoene) Ledgerwood and Barbara (Vernon) Morris; numerous nieces and nephews; and all the family and friends lucky enough to be part of her life.  Gail’s heart was always an open door; now the tall tales, love stories, and adventures people tell of her will make her an open book.

Gail’s final chapter closes with a public visitation Friday May 10, 2019 from 4-8pm at Weeks’ Enumclaw Funeral Home.  A funeral service will be held at 1pm on Saturday May 11, 2019, also at Weeks’ Enumclaw Funeral Home.  A graveside service will follow at 2:30pm where Gail will join her beloved George at Evergreen Memorial Park.

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