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Aunt Bea is with Jesus now.

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Aunt Bea went to be with her savior this morning around 3:30am. We will all miss her so much.

The visitation and the funeral will be this Saturday, July 18th at Faith Lutheran Church in Jefferson City (2027 Industrial Drive). Visitation will be from 12-1pm and the service will follow from 1-2pm. Burial will be at Riverview Cemetery on West Main Street and afterwards there will be refreshments aback at the church.

The family suggests that memorials be given to Calvary Lutheran School in Jefferson City. That’s the still in my mind new high school where a fair number of our cousins have attended.

You can read Aunt Bea’s obituary here. There are also maps to the Church and Cemetery. Aunt Bea was 90 years old this year.

The Silo Carousel… by Uncle Mahlon

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Now when Lolly was born she had a little problem and couldn’t handle cow’s milk.  So Dad bought some goats.  Now you had to have multipurpose animals.  They couldn’t just be milked.  So out by the barn was an old foundation where a silo used to be years before.  It was about a foot across on top and two foot high and it was round about twelve feet across.  So Beatrice and I would go out and catch these baby goats that weren’t very big and put them up on the circle.  Then we’d get up on the foundation and ride the goats.  They were our carousel.  Now we probably weighed more than the goats did.  But they took us around and we spent lots of days out there riding the goats.   So you have to get your fun where you find it.

Please, won’t someone draw a picture of this? Please?

Uncle Vernon’s Story (part 1)

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Aunt Naomi recently typed up some of the memories that Uncle Vernon wrote down some time ago (can anyone tell us when?). Here’s the first installment…

I have been asked by my younger siblings to put in writing some of the things that happened to me or to the family when I was young. I’ll start off with a few of my very earliest memories (the events that forever remain in the mind of a child).

  • One day Mom sent me out with a deposit in the pot that Beatrice had just made and told me to give it to Daddy for his lunch. He and another man were out in the well house working on the well.
  • Another earliest memory was a project of getting hair and mop thread out of the rollers on the baby bed we all used.
  • The custom was to go outside for a pee before going to bed.
  • There was large sandstone outcropping near the toilet, and I always wanted to beat on it with a hammer to make sparks.

Cracked up… by Aunt Bea

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A memory from Aunt Bea…

I remember down at Schubert we used to get company from Honey Creek sometimes.  One visit (I don’t remember who it was) Cleo was sitting on one side of the table and Mahlon on the opposite side.  Mom owned a beautiful bowl and I guess it had a crack half through it. They both tried to pull the bowl toward them and it cracked and they each had one side and the fruit juice spilled all over the table.  Glad it wasn’t me!