Margot Yaeger
April 21, 1929 — September 20, 2025
Margot Yaeger 96, of Bartlett, passed away peacefully of natural causes on September 20, 2025. She was born in Berlin, Germany on April 21, 1929 to Friedrich and Edith (Eisermann) Meyer. Margot was a survivor of WWII along with her mother and brother and they emigrated to the United States to be reunited with her father in 1947. She was married to Harold Francis Yaeger, Jr. on April 23, 1949, and they celebrated 48 years of marriage before he passed in 1997.
Margot was a great cook, an avid reader, she loved animals, liked to crochet, and she enjoyed having long conversations with her family and friends. Margot and Harold loved their monthly card parties with friends, and they embarked on numerous tours together following their retirement in 1985. She worked at Independence School, Bartlett as a teacher’s aide and volunteered at St. Peter Damian Catholic Church and St. Alexius Hospital for many years. After raising five children in Bartlett, and losing Harold, Margot moved out of the family home to Del Webb in South Elgin and then onto The Oaks at Bartlett (now Hearthwood) for the last 12 years.
She was preceded in death by her husband Harold, her son Tom, and her brother Bob Myer (né Hans Meyer). She is survived by her sons Rick (Nancy), Jim (Yvonne); daughters Jackie Stewart, Kathy (Joe) Pearson; daughter-in-law Rita; grandchildren Sara, Andy, Adrienne, Jeff, John, David, Alex, Hanna, Bradley, Patrick and Ryan; great grandchildren Andrew, Rosie, Cara, Haley, Elisha, Jael, Riley, Colin, Cameron, Lucas and Mia.
Margot’s remains will be interred at Rock Island National Cemetery with her husband Harold (a veteran of WWII), and the family will hold a private celebration of life. In remembrance, please consider donations to Margot’s favorite charity
St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital
or to
Spectrios Institute for Low Vision
in Wheaton.
I WOULD RATHER HAVE A LITTLE ROSE
I would rather have a little rose
from the garden of a friend,
Than to have the choicest flowers
when my stay on earth must end.
I would rather have one pleasant word
in kindness said to me,
than flattery when my heart is still
and life has ceased to be.
I would rather have a loving smile
from friends I know are true
than tears shed round my casket
when this world I bid adieu.
Bring me all your flowers today,
whether pink, or white or red;
I’d rather have a blossom now
than a truckload when I’m dead.
——Mother Cabrini