May 10, 1947 - January 6, 2014
On January 6, 2014, Andrea Sund Carlson passed through the experience we call death, to discover that she is eternally in the loving embrace of God. After a very difficult five year battle with the effects of early-onset dementia, we know she is again happy and at peace, forevermore. Her friends and family are united in a sense of relief that Andie’s acutely difficult journey is at an end, and gratitude that she is no longer struggling with the effects of her disease. Her bravery and strong sense of humor throughout the last five years has set a heroic example for us all.
Andrea was born in Sandpoint, Idaho on May 10, 1947 to parents Patricia and Joseph Venishnick. She lived in Sandpoint through her high school years and loved all the benefits nature and childhood friends have to offer in such a special place. Her father, a forester, volunteer firefighter, and community stalwart, taught her about Western life and was a beloved and steadying force throughout her childhood and beyond.
Andrea’s gifts were legion, from being an accomplished classical pianist to a seamstress to her children and an award-winning amateur photographer; her interests also included travel to her beloved Norway and elsewhere in Europe and the Far East.
Andrea had a productive and fulfilling career with the Forest Service – in many ways her closest family. Her favorite job employed her physical strength and engineering talent as part of the team laying out new logging roads, climbing up and down forested mountains in the Olympic National Forest. After the incredibly short-sighted environmentalists and politicians destroyed the Northwest logging industry, she transitioned to community development work in Washington and Oregon but was ultimately washed out by the stifling bureaucracies that manage those programs.
Andrea had many wonderful qualities and many close friends. Many of Andie’s closest friends were guys, because she was utterly dependable and had a really unique combination of sexy good looks, a wonderfully broad sense of humor, a great smile and a ready laugh, common sense, and no hidden agendas.
Andrea is survived by her siblings Joseph Venishnick Jr. and Hildi (Venishnick) Berard, by her children Eric Addison, Kristina (Addison) Owns, and Ben Carlson, by six grandchildren, and one great-grandchild. She is also survived by her best friend and husband, Mike Osborn, who will miss her dearly until his dying day. She rescued him from a dark time in his life, and they shared five deliriously happy years filled with irrepressible laughter and joyful renewal, until her dementia overtook her in a brutally inexorable progression of decline. He loved her as he had loved no other, and he always will.
God speed, sweet girl. Know that you are loved and missed by all that were blessed by your friendship and good works, and know that you will never be forgotten. You were a gift from God to this world, and we know that you stand at His side now, at peace in the certain knowledge of your eternal life as His perfect reflection.
“. . . weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
“…behold, I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it: for thou hast a little strength, and hast kept my word, and hast not denied my name.”