In Memory of




Obituary for Carol Gering O'Bryan

Hi everyone, Carol here. I know you all are completely and utterly devastated right now. But dry your eyes. Everything will be okay. Let go and let God.

I grew up in a loving home with my parents, Alice and Jay; and siblings, Alan, Janet, Rich, and Janey. After graduating from Assumption High School, where I made some of my lifelong friends, I attended nursing school at Kentucky Baptist School of Nursing, and went on to have a career as a nurse for over 35 years.

One of the greatest days of my life was when my on-again, off-again boyfriend, Chris “Golden Arm” O’Bryan, called me on the phone and asked me to marry him. I said "yes" (then frantically canceled my date for that evening).

We were married for 43 years and had three wonderful children, Sean (Alex), Ally (Chad), and Neal (single and ready to mingle).

I had many passions in life – pickleball, golf, tennis, traveling, and most of all, sneaking sweets to my grandkids, Caroline and Olivia. I loved to be active in the community, volunteering, keeping my nursing skills sharp at the Family Community Clinic, and serving on committees for Impact100 Louisville.

In 2020, I was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I won’t lie — cancer sucks. But it also brought me many blessings. I woke up grateful for every single day and focused my energy only on the things I could control. I took a moment from each day to dance with my husband, struck up conversations with strangers, and delivered some of my finest puns. My relationships with my family, friends, and with God were never stronger. None of this would have been possible without the phenomenal care I received from Dr. Michael Kommor and the Baptist Health Oncology team.

We can say our goodbyes at Highlands Funeral Home this Sunday, January 21st, from 3 p.m. to 7 p.m., or at the funeral Mass at Holy Trinity Catholic Church on Monday, January 22nd, at 10 a.m. A Celebration of Life at Big Spring Country Club will follow from noon until 2 p.m.

Know that I will be watching over all of you; and in fact, watching all of you, to see who is there, who is crying the hardest, and who is cutting out early.

Lots of love,

P.S. Chris does not need any more donuts or pastries sent to the house; so for all of you well-wishers, please feel free to make a donation to Impact100 Louisville or the Baptist Health Foundation.