Eleanor Joan Weber

Eleanor Joan Weber, a beacon of love, kindness and laughter, inspiring wife, mother and matriarch, died in the early morning hours of Monday, September 14, 2026, in Omaha, Nebraska. She was 93.

At all times proud of her family, precious to those enlightened by her willing smile, and fiercely supportive of the rights of women and children, “Ellie” faithfully enjoyed an active and adventurous life with her husband of 73 years, Donald, who preceded her in death in April, 2025.

Ellie is preceded in death by her beloved Donald and daughter Barbara. Her children Diane, Robert, Brent and Mary Jo carry on her joyful spirit in her passing. She is also preceded in death by her parents, Mary Bertha Lynch and Harold Ides Eisenhauer, sisters Millie and Mary, and brothers Brud, Roy, Dave and Wes.

She was remembered at a family gathering the afternoon of Tuesday, September 22, 2026 at Omaha National Cemetery, where she is forever laid to rest beside her sweetheart, a proud veteran of the United States Air Force.

In lieu of flowers, a donation in her name to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, the American Cancer Society, National Organization of Women, The Nebraska Humane Society or any non-profit devoted to bettering the life of others, would be appreciated.

Extraordinarily inspiring with her smile, wit and loving acceptance, Ellie was a cancer survivor and a woman in relentless pursuit of the betterment of herself and others. She was a mother who gave constantly of herself and a wife who stood side by side with her Donald in their selfless efforts to raise a happy, healthy and accomplished family. Not only did Ellie light up the room, her kindness was often amplified by her shy, but lovely singing voice.

To her family, she was a constant source of comfort, whether gushing in adoration of her grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren, or simply offering the encouragement her children needed to become the best they could be. Mom was incomparable and beloved by all who met her.

Born Eleanor Joan Eisenhauer, Friday, November 11, 1932, in Kenosha, Wisconsin, she was the youngest of seven fiercely protective siblings, all undoubtedly aware of her preciousness. Family lore tells the story of her naming. Her sister wanted to name her Armistice, as the baby girl came into the world on Armistice Day, now celebrated as Veterans’ Day. Fortunately, her mother overruled, instead naming her after one of the most inspiring women in human history, Eleanor Roosevelt.

Grandma was never prouder than when sharing with the world news of her grandchildren Yvonne, Geoffrey, Holly and Nicole; great-grandchildren Kymberly, Kyle, Peyton, Luke and Laila; and great-great-grandkids Brandon, Maddisyn, Jaxson and Hazel.

An unrivaled beauty, Eleanor and her handsome beau Donald set off on their journey May 9, 1952, at St. Mark’s Rectory in Kenosha, Wisconsin. After beginning their family while serving in the Air Force, they made homes in Illinois, Ohio and, eventually Tucker, Georgia, where they lived from 1966 through Don’s retirement in the 1980s.

She loved the crooners, with Johnny Mathis, Ed Ames and Nat King Cole frequenting the living room turntable. She supported her kids as individuals, taking them to musicals like Peter Pan, serving as team mom for sports, and hosting float-building parties for the drama club.

After overseeing the titanic task of raising four children, she pursued a lifelong dream of becoming a nurse, beginning her studies in her late 40s, earning two nursing degrees and spending the next two decades working in hospitals and emergency rooms from Emory University in Atlanta to Fannin County in north Georgia.

From cruises to far away isles to drives through previous parts unknown from coast to coast, they were ever-ready with their fifth-wheel camper. Who could question their commitment to exploring off the grid when they embarked on a road trip from Tucker, Georgia, through the Grand Canyon and north along the Al-Can Highway to Alaska? In a time without email and cell phones, they exhaustively cherished their time together.

Together, they built humble homes by the ocean in Myrtle Beach and in their cozy cabin in Blairsville. In both locations they shared their joy with family, particularly their granddaughters Nicole, and Holly, who regularly borrowed from her closet the cute clothes and fun hats that were their grandmother’s signature.

Though her husband worked with pioneers in the computer industry, it was Ellie who mastered the “art” of recording movies and music for their road trips, and later, smart phones and ipads, where more than once her spirited posts drew the ire of those falling under her wrath in defense of civil liberties and family. And she loved those early memes of miniature kitties.

She held deep and meaningful conversations with all the family dogs over the years, and passed on her love of animals to other members of her family, even the sometimes grumpy spouse.

“Hi, honey… I love you.” Words that she never failed to offer, often and sincere. She acknowledged her friends, including the “best friends” of her aging days under loving care. She missed her sisters and brothers, never stopped calling out for her mother, and found ways to embrace her faith in God throughout life.

As much of their family moved west in their own pursuits, Don and Ellie packed up and made their way to California, where they enjoyed daily walks from 2-5 miles into their late 80s and early 90s. Truth be told, Ellie rode her scooter for much of those years, a necessary vehicle to keep pace with Don’s relentless pursuit of pavement.

In the year after his passing, she did what she could to stay busy, visiting museums, nearby parks, movie theatres and outdoor concerts. She was biding her time, however, riding her scooter but always looking forward to the time she could catch up to her beloved husband in eternity.

The sparkle in her eyes always met us; she was an original influencer, spreading joy and humor, love and commitment to her family and those who were fortunate enough to enter her bright and inspiring orbit.

Eleanor Joan Weber was beautiful in so many ways, and that is how she will always be remembered.