Sylvia Mildred Wallace was born November 24, 1921 to George and Connie (Christofferson) Wallace Sr. on the family farm located between Milford and Terril.

Sylvia went to school in Milford, graduating in 1940. On October 5, 1945 she was united in marriage to Ted Carpenter. They enjoyed 63 ½ years of life together. Their love was evident to everyone who knew them right up to the very end of her life.

Sylvia lived in the Lakes area her entire life, as a homemaker and co-owner of S & A Rootbeer Stand, aka The Nutty Bar. Sylvia and her sister, Anna, worked the stand for sixteen years together, and later Ted and Sylvia ran the stand for an additional three years. They made nutty bars, rootbeer and many friends there. She leaves behind many friends and loved ones, especially at First Lutheran Church where she was a lifetime member. Her love for the Lord and for her church was very evident.

She is survived by her husband, Ted; sons, Bill (Jackie) of Okoboji and Jim (Lisa) of Milford, and one daughter Nancy (Jeff) Gross of Sioux Falls, South Dakota. She leaves behind eight grandchildren and nine great-grandchildren who will really miss her. Sylvia is also survived by one brother, George and his wife, Betty, and one sister, Gloria and her husband, Don Lamb.

She was preceded in death by her parents, George and Connie Wallace and her sister and brother-in-law Anna and Clifford Pike.

IN LOVING MEMORY
Sylvia Mildred Carpenter
November 24, 1921
May 30, 2009

SERVICE
First Lutheran Church
West Okoboji, Iowa
Tuesday, June 2, 2009 ~ 10:30 AM

CLERGY
Rev. Bob Vaage

MUSIC
Recordings by Jim, Bill and Nancy
There Will Be Peace In The Valley
In The Garden
On The Far Side Bank of Jordan
Recording
As Good As Goodbye Gets
Congregational Hymn
On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand
Bob Floss, pianist

PALLBEARERS
(Grandsons)
Donovan Carpenter
Matt Gross
Tim Gross
Casey Carpenter
John Gross
Kendrik Gloe

HONORARY BEARERS
(Grand-daughters)
Kristen Townsend
Carri Duitsman
Jamie Carpenter

INTERMENT
Milford Cemetery
Milford, Iowa

God looked around His garden and found an empty place He then looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest God’s garden must be beautiful He always takes the best He knew that you were suffering He knew you were in pain He knew that you would never get well on earth again He saw that the road was getting rough and the hills are hard to climb So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered, “Peace be thine” It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn’t go alone For part of us went with you the day God called you home.