It was with distinct sadness tonight that I attended the funeral of a neat lady, Nieves Carbajal, who left us all too soon -- a few days shy of her 52nd birthday.
Nieves worked for what seems like nearly forever in the Kenosha County Courthouse -- one of those many people who register deeds, collect your taxes or traffic fines, sell you a marriage or fishing license and what have you. Often these folks are kind of invisible but they are indispensible and those who are reliable and knowledgeable are like gold. (I often think of an old saying, "Do you want to talk to the man in charge or the woman who knows what's going on?")
Nieves had a great smile and a sense of caring about her coworkers. That showed tonight when the line at her funeral looked almost like the serving line at a Local 990 (courthouse employees union) banquet. She is missed.
Nieves' sister, Maria, also has been working for the county for many years, most recently as the chief intake clerk at the District Attorney's office. Generally speaking, if the police arrest someone, the first person to see the paperwork is Maria. Her name isn't on any doors but she's very much a VIP and for her this will obviously be a huge loss.
We lost another good soul and we feel sorrow for Nieves' family.