Gail Lynn Rathburn, 76, of Idaho Falls, passed away on Wednesday, April 5, 2023, at the Life Care Center of Idaho Falls.

Gail was born on June 22, 1946, in McKeesport, Pennsylvania to William Michael and Frances Elizabeth Stewart Gerstner. She grew up in Glassport, Pennsylvania where she graduated from Glassport High School in 1963. She went on to study at the John Hopkins Hospital School of Nursing.

On October 5, 1968, she married Roy R. Rathburn in Rock Island, Illinois. Roy passed away on May 26, 1981. Gail lived in Glassport, Pennsylvania, Rock Island, Illinois, Albuquerque, New Mexico, and finally settled in Idaho Falls, Idaho. She worked as a Registered Nurse and retired as I.T. Project Manager at the Presbyterian Hospital in Albuquerque in 2011.

She was a member of the Unitarian Church. She enjoyed knitting, crocheting, quilting, and reading.  Gail was a proud owner and lover of golden retrievers. She also earned her private pilot's license. She was a loving daughter, sister, wife, aunt, and great-aunt.

The family would like to give a special thanks to the Lincoln Court and Life Care Center staff for the loving care given to Gail.

She is survived by her brother, Doug and sister-in-law, Theresa Gerstner of Idaho Falls, Idaho, and several nieces and nephews. She was preceded in death by her husband, Roy Rathburn; her parents: William and Francis Gerstner; and her sister Donna Lou.

In lieu of flowers the family asks that you donate to any Golden Retriever Rescue or any animal rescue.

At her request, no services will be held. Cremation is under the direction of Coltrin Mortuary, 2100 First Street, Idaho Falls. Online condolences may be sent to www.coltrinmortuary.com .

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