Berlin Dotter

Berlin Ashton-Todd Dotter

Born August 29, 1995
  Arlington, Texas

Entered into Rest June 2, 2025
 Fort Worth, Texas

Survived by:

Mother
 Christine Dotter Hamilton and Roger T. Hamilton
Fort Collins, Colorado

Father
Joshua Todd Baumann and Kimberly Baumann
Logan, Utah

Her Son. Her Moon and Stars:
Vance D. Dotter 
Mansfield, Texas

Sisters
 Bryton Alexandria Dotter Hamilton and Boone Helena Dotter Hamilton
  Fort Collins, Colorado

Brothers
 Bishop A. Baumann & Boston A. Baumann
Logan, Utah

Doc C. Dotter Hamilton & Gage T. Dotter Hamilton
Fort Collins, Colorado

Paternal Grandparents
Robert M. Baumann, Sr. and Sandra L. Baumann (nee Folden)
Mansfield, Texas

Mother's Family
Uncle Floyd L. Dotter and Aunt Michele C. Dotter, David and Jonathan Dotter, Uncle Danny R. Dotter, Aunt Robin L. Dotter and spouse Roger Wilkins, Jackson and Wilson Dotter
 Charleston, South Carolina

Father's Family
 Uncle Robert M. Baumann and Zsana Baumann, Zack and Zoe of Salt Lake City, Utah, Aunt Rebecca M. Baumann, Uncle Christopher S. Baumann, Jennifer Baumann, Cade, Blake, and Sloan of Arlington, Texas, Uncle and Marta Baumann of New York, New York, and countless cousins spread worldwide. Berlin's cousin, Wilson Dotter, was her twin flame.

Boyfriend
 Caleb Buckley, the best man we, as her parents and family and friends, have ever had the pleasure to say was the love of Berlin's life. He treated her like the princess she was! All boots and all cattle from Kansas.

Berlin grew up in Arlington, Mansfield, Weatherford, and Decatur, Texas and in Italy, but her heart was always in Freedom, Oklahoma where she felt most at home and in her element. She easily mastered school at every age, cheerleading, soccer, and an early purveyor of overly dramatic with little to no effort. She graduated from Juan Seguin High School in Arlington, Texas in 2013. She was a current paralegal student at the time of premature passing.

She grew up close in age to her sister and partner-in-crime, Bryton. She was joined at ten years old by the first of four beloved little brothers and another baby sister/mini-attitude and partner-in-crime-in training. She became the biggest, bravest sister when 19 months and finished up at 17 years old. She was the constant companion and gardener of her little brothers and sisters and loved them past the moon and back.

She was a wonderful mother, sister, and the greatest protector of those she counted amongst loyal family and friends. She loved music like it was life's fountain of youth. She enjoyed skiing, camping and hiking with her dad who she loved deeply. She loved her momma Kim who was pivotal in her life and upbringing. She adored her dad, Tommy, who never raised a harsh word to her without a dose of wisdom and humor. He loved her exactly the way she came.

Thrifting was life to Berlin. She had fabulous taste in antiques and she had a wonderful sense of fashion . She sure loved her Ulta and Sephora! TJ Maxx and Target were her mother-ships.

She was greatly loved by a close-knit group of equally criminal best girl friends, Faith, Annie, and Olivia, that joined her and instigated her greatest adventures...or were they instigated by Berlin? I digress...And, oh, my, the adventures they had, the trouble and the memories they made would take volumes of text to fill. Soul sisters. Ride or dies. Alibis ;)

Her son, Vance, was the joy and purpose of Berlin's life, the breath in her lungs, and the rock of her foundation. She worshipped that funny, smart, talented, little ride-along karaoke star. She dimmed without him. She shoned brightest being a mother. She found her purpose. He will miss his momma, but he will never walk without her walking right beside him and yelling he can do anything he sets his heart to. Not a day will go by that they're not together until eternity reunites them.

She was preceded into the universe by her greatest ally, her grandpa, Leo M. Dotter, Sr. Her Papa Leo always had room, love, advice, a "cash loan" that he refused to be repaid for later, and protection for his little "Tootie Pie Hound" regardless of her age. She is also preceded into the universe by her adoring Uncles Buddie O. Dotter and Leo M. Dotter, Jr.

Berlin lived bright, hot, and then burned out too soon. She will be more than missed. The world is lesser for her absence, smaller without her compassion, drier without her quick wit and humor, darker without her brilliant bright light, sadder without her laugh, and flatter without her silliness.

You're free now, Bird. Soar.

HAMLET

To die, to sleep-

No more-and by a sleep to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep-To sleep-perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub!

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause-there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life.

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?

-Shakespeare (1605)