Barbara Marie Pankratz Bubla

March 25, 1954 - Feb. 20, 2025

Barbara Marie Pankratz Bubla was born in Spencer, Wis., to Phillip and Rose Pankratz, grew up in Wisconsin Rapids, Wis., and in the early ‘80s moved to Wyoming where she lived for the remainder of her days.

Parents are passed on along with one brother, Jerold Pankratz, and two sisters, Joan and Linda Pankratz. Living still are Dale Pankratz, Robert (Jeanette) Pankratz, Patricia Pankratz Kreutzer and Cathleen (Alan) Pankratz Habeck.

Barb was married to John Bubla and has two daughters and one stepdaughter; daughter Stacy Bubla with granddaughter Autumn Bubla, daughter Carrie (Jimmy) O’Keefe with two grandsons Sean Christian and Kevin Sample and stepdaughter Laura (Stephen) Nelson with grandchildren children Aiden Sparhawk, Natalee Sparhawk and Dax Nelson.

Barbara worked as a custodian for the Basin school district for 12 years. She enjoyed many crafts such as wood working, artful painting, soap making, quilting and paper crafting. She handmade greeting cards for the holidays for the residents at the retirement home. She felt it important that they knew they were being thought about.

The song she would like to be remembered by is “Imagine” by John Lennon. She hopes for you to remember to please be kind to each other because everyone is going through their own journey. Look at each other as a soul going through a journey and practice love.

Barb wrote the words above, but we’d like to add a little something, too.

Barb was caring, so incredibly thoughtful, compassionate and had the most beautiful heart. When you talked, she not only listened, but she heard you and had the amazing ability to see what you didn’t always say.

She had amazing talents, putting so much heart and love into everything she made. We are so blessed to have a piece of her in the quilts she made us, the woodworking pieces, handmade soaps and stunning journals she crafted for us.

She will live in our hearts for always, be thought of a million times a day, when any 1950s/1960s song plays, when Halloween rolls around and we watch “Practical Magic” or when the urge to play a good prank presents itself (she had the best sense of humor). When we look to the sky, the earth and the sea, we will think of her.

She is so deeply missed already and loved beyond compare. A piece of our hearts taken with her.

“I give you this one thought to keep - I am with you still - I do not sleep.

“I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.

“When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.

“I am the soft stars that shine at night.

“Do not think of me as gone -

“I am with you still - in each new dawn.”

In lieu of a funeral, there will be a private celebration of life for the immediate family at a later date. Cremation has taken place at the Antelope Butte Crematory in Greybull. Clayton Draggoo of Atwood Family Funeral Directors has been entrusted with care.