Felegy, Carroll A. Age 74 of Andover was a wife, mother, grandmother, teacher, friend, and all around hip lady, passed quietly in her sleep on August 11, 2018.  She is survived by loving husband of 52 years, Dallas; children, Nichole (Steve) Lundeen, Ryan (Tammy), Shaun (Rim), and Shannon Felegy (Jon Bridgeman); grandchildren, Allison, Leah, Isabella, Hayden and Dallas; sister, Judy Mehan; brother, Jim (Janet) Johnson; and loved by many other relatives and friends.  Mass of Christian Burial 11 AM Friday (August 17, 2018) at St. Katharine Drexel Catholic Church, 7101-143rd Ave. NW, Ramsey.  Visitation 1 hour prior to mass at church.  She is missed. "You are no better than anyone else." Mom was a teacher, and that is a lesson that she learned from her mother, Grace. It was also one of the first lessons that she taught us as children. Carroll Ann Johnson was born on January 8th, 1944 and grew up in Nordeast Minneapolis on the hill at 33rd and Tyler. It was from there that she attended Edison High School, and it was there that she met her soulmate, Dallas Felegy, a Russian kid from the valley, though she didn't know he was her soulmate--yet. You see, in school Dallas would hit on Carroll, but she was known to spurn  his advances. However, Dallas was persistent, which is another lesson Mom taught us--persistence. When you see something you want, work to get it, and work Dallas did. Dallas and Carroll were married on October 23rd, 1965. Their union created four majestic, wonderful, intelligent, near-perfect children. You see, this is another lesson Mom taught us--the lessons of vibrant language and hyperbole. However, Mom also taught us to be forever honest, and so in that light, she would say that she and Dallas raised four good kids.  In 1970, Mom and Dad moved to Anoka, MN, home to exactly one stoplight. Mom, er, Mrs. Felegy (we all had her as a teacher, and old lessons die hard) taught in the Anoka-Hennepin school district for what seemed to us like forever. In actuality, it was more like 35 years. Another lesson--accuracy. It was there that she taught the future generations of Americans all kinds of lessons. The importance of symbolism, semantics, and syntax. Clearly, she taught us alliteration as well. All told, there is no way to measure the impact she had on her countless students throughout those 35 years. One can only imagine the number of teachers, engineers, nurses, saints, and poets that had the good fortune to have Mrs. Felegy as a teacher, and one can only guess at the number of lives she has impacted.  However, as important as she was to her colleagues and students, she was infinitely more important to her family, those with fur, and those without. Carroll loved her pets, and as a result, we learned to love them as well. In our family, Mom was our rock--our touchstone. Sure, the old man taught us a lot, albeit, mostly mundane things--changing oil, building cabins, choosing a spouse, you know, little things. Mom, however, taught us how to truly live. How to forgive. How to love. How to raise children. How to make tater tot hotdish, you know, important stuff. Mom is our world.  You see, Mom is not done teaching us some of the most important lessons yet. How to face adversity. How to take bad news in stride.  How to fight like hell, and how to do so with a smile. Mom began her battle with cancer in March 2017, and fight like hell she did. She endured countless tests. She endured poking and prodding. She endured chemotherapy, 35 sessions of radiation, and a massive surgery eight months later. And more, she endured road trips to Rochester with Dallas, which by itself is worth mentioning. She did all this and she never once complained. Never once lamented. Never once felt sorry for herself because Mom taught us that life is worth fighting for, especially when you have people willing to fight with you, like Dad was to the end.  That end came sometime overnight on August 10th, 2018. After an exhaustive day in Rochester, Mom and Dad drove home. Comfortable in her own house, in her own bed, Mom laid down, she closed her eyes, and she slept. Mom taught us the importance of peace. At last, she was free. As we look back on her life, we are again reminded of Mom's first lesson: "You are no better than anyone else." That may be true, but know that you raised the bar for all of us, Mom. We are all better because of you. For us you were the best teacher. The best wife. The
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In lieu of flowers, memorials prefered to the Coon Rapids Animal Humane Society.
Thurston-Lindberg Funeral Home, Anoka, MN, 763-421-0220