Anne (Runfeldt) White 

December 13, 1928 - June 2, 2007
born Anna Dorothea Runfeldt in Hackensack, NJ

Anne was the youngest daughter of Dorothea Gistedt Runfeldt and Anders Felip Runfeldt who both emigrated to the U.S. from Sweden in the early 1900s, met in New York and began the Runfeldt family in America. Now, their grandchildren and great-grandchildren are spread across the U.S. and keep in close touch via the internet.

Anne was the next youngest of five children - Emil, Marie, Eric, Andrew Thedore, Anne & Andrew Phillip - and married Elton White in November, 1953. They had five children - Althea, Blaine, Curtiss, Danny & Evan.

She is survived by her brother Andrew Phillip, five children - Althea, Blaine, Curtiss, Danny, Evan and many grandchildren.


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June 4 -
The service is scheduled with the funeral director and the minister for 3PM, Saturday, June 9 at 3PM at Boynton Beach Memorial Cemetery, SW corner of Woolbright Road and Seacrest Boulevard, Just east of I-95.

When I registered Mom at the hospice they asked which religion she worshiped with. I replied Baptist, since she moved from the Lutheran Church (I found her baptismal certificate from 1928) to the Baptist Church over 40 years ago because her children wanted to attend services with their friends and family. The next day I met the Hospice Chaplain and he informed me that she had told him that she was of the Lutheran faith. I became involved with a Lutheran Church many years ago and was glad to hear this.

- Curtiss

June 2.

We lost Dad's younger sister, our Aunt Anne, this morning.

It was sad news, indeed, but not unexpected. All of our lives must end at some time and the blessing I feel today is that her son, our cousin Curtiss, was able to be with her and take care of her during the last weeks of her life.

Since her sons and daughter, nieces and nephews, her grandchildren - and her remaining brother Andy - all of whom she loved without question or reservation*  are spread all over the country and stay in touch via the internet, and may not be able to attend in person the small graveside service planned for next Sunday in Boynton Beach, Florida, her daughter Althea asked that we think about doing something creative, which Anne would have liked.

Our idea was to create this web page - a place we can leave comments on our memories, scans of photos we may have and anything else we all feel is appropriate.

Well, this is a beginning - just a start. It will change and grow as time goes on.

But for the moment, here is our cyberspace meeting place for her sons and daughter, nieces, nephews, grandchildren and any of those fortunate people who knew our Aunt Anne...

Watch this space for your own photos, comments and stories of time with Aunt Anne.

Thanks in advance for all of the contributions I know you will make.

I will be sending a link to the Runfeldt Family Group for our own image uploader that will let us share our photos of Aunt Anne and will add a comments form where we can all leave our own personal messages, so bookmark this site and come back to watch it grow into a fitting memorial for a wonderful, warm and loving person.

- Alan Runfeldt (son of Anne's brother Ted)



* (although she would never hesitate to set us straight when we needed it!)


Curtiss' last moments with Mom:

I've had so many stories to tell over the last few months thru the death of my wife and the stroke my mother had the previous day. Well, this just might beat all. This morning I'd planned to arrive at the hospital about 10:00 AM. I was on the computer when two brownouts happened at 9:00 AM. I decided that I needed to get to the hospital ASAP. When I walked into her room a lady I had conversed over the phone with many times in the last few months and never met, Miss June, Mom's Sunday school teacher, was there. I called her last night to inform her of Mom's whereabouts. She informed me that the nurse had said that Mom could go at any second.

I kissed Mom's forehead, held her hand and told her that the lord was waiting to meet her. As I rubbed her head and face, somebody had washed and brushed her hair, I assured her that her affairs here were all taken care of. I then remembered that DJ, Danny's son was not informed so I called him and his mother left with him immediatly to get to the hospital.

When I finished with the call I told Miss June about an amazing moment when DJ called me out of the blue, I informed him of Jere's demise and of his grandma's condition so he found his way to my home. Also, Althea had brought Nathan and Casey down from North Carolina, when I met them for the first time. Amazingly, Evan, their father found his way here from California.

So, all were in my home. Again amazingly, Danny, in prison, called. I made the connection, handed it to DJ, telling him that it was his dad. He spoke first by saying "Hi Dad". Imagine Danny's and DJ's emotions. It was the first time they had spoken to each other in nine years. This happened in the living room.

I walked into the kitchen and witnessed Evan talking to his son Casey for the first time in seven years. As I was telling this to Miss June at the hospital this morning, we were looking at each other. She said "Well the Lord was certainly in your home on that day". I replied "And, he will be in my home forever from that day forward".

We then looked at Mom when she breathed her last. It was as if either Mom, or the higher power, decided "Job well done Anne, come home". It was at 10:10 this morning

- Curtiss White



My Memories of Aunt Anne

Althea, Blaine, Curtiss, Danny, Evan -

First, sorry to hear the sad final news.

I'm just grateful that Curtiss could be with her and take care of her at the end of her long and interesting life. And I'm sorry that I did not see her or speak with her recently. My loss.

I remember seeing a photo of you Mom when she was young and sitting, sort of leaning back out on the front fender of Dad's (or Mom's brother Bobby's) old 40's-something Dodge (? or Chevy).  I think the photo was taken in D.C. shortly after the War. The photo shows Anne as a very, very pretty young woman. Maybe Steve has it. Maybe you have it. I hope some one sends to us to post here.

And, your comment about how Aunt Anne loved creativity got me thinking as I puttered around here this morning, thinking of her, how she loved us all without question, remembering being with her and your Dad when I was about 4 years old... at the Army base, in Florida and then waking up in the middle of the night during the drive home just as we turned on to Emerson Lane (our road). This must have been 1954 or so...

And then I recalled visiting all of you in Mississippi during one of my solitary drives around the country in my old green Chevy Pickup after I returned from Vietnam. Curtiss was growing potatoes in the front yard...

And I always loved the way she named you kids alphabetically -

Athea
Blaine
Curtis
Danny
Evan

It sure does make it easier to remember both your names and your relative ages... 

Anyway, it's with these memories of Aunt Anne, and her appreciation of creativity that you mentioned which inspired me to create this web page in her honor.

-Alan

posted by Alan, son (#2) of Anne's brother Ted:



Anne was born on Friday the 13th of December and was so tiny she was placed in a cigar box -- and for years carried the affectionate nickname --"Tiny".



Here's a photo sent to us by Steve -son (#3) of Anne's brother Ted.

Andy, Anne, Ted & Eric Runfeldt
Andy, Anne, Ted & Eric Runfeldt

This classic photo was taken at a Runfeldt Family Reunion near Ted's home in Free Acres, Berkeley Heights, NJ. This may have been the last time they were all together in one place at the same time.
Missing from this photo are their sister Marie and brother Emil.


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