Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Death in the Family

Due to a death in the family, this ephemeris will be suspended for a few days.

Thank you for your understanding.

24 comments:

  1. You may rely on my prayers, Bear. God grant His Consolation to all of the aggrieved.

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  2. Condolences and may he/she through the mercy of God rest in peace. Amen.

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  3. Rob (I think I was the only one to still call him that, since he had become "Bob" when he was an adult) was the nicest guy you could ever meet. He had just retired from Boeing in St. Louis. He was the son of my grandmother's brother, John, but always called "Dub" (1st cousin once removed?)

    His obituary says he died "fortified with the sacraments of Holy Mother Church." He leaves behind his wife of 39 years and two daughters.

    Importantly, he was a member of the only Catholic family I ever had, as a convert. My Uncle Dub converted when he married a Catholic, Aunt Margie, and they had a big brood. Aunt Margie was seriously Catholic, and generally disliked by everyone else in my family. After I converted, they were especially dear to me.

    Every summer they would come down to camp and fish at the same lake. I grew up with them long summer after by long sunburned summer. I spent most of my time with Patty, who was (is) my own age, but also with Rob, who was a bit older. He never acted like he was too cool to do stuff with me, though. We would often go out in the boat and fish.

    At one time Rob was discerning a vocation for the priesthood.

    The last time I saw him was at my mom's funeral. He brought me a Boeing cap and coffee mug, knowing my fascination with airliners. He always had the gentle smile my grandmother and his father had. I had just learned he had cancer last week from cousin Patty, and had planned to drive up for a final visit this week. I was stunned to learn he had died so quickly. I am very sad I did not go the very day I got the news.

    My poor cousin Patty was in Ohio when she got the news -- staying with her older sister Betty (another one of my cousins from the same family) who is also in hospice dying of cancer. I know dear Patty is at her wit's end.

    There was so much tragedy. My grandmother's and my Uncle Dub's brother Gordon committed suicide. Another of their siblings, Dale, died along with his whole family when their car was hit by a train. It was always "Dub and Dale;" they were very close. My grandmother's only son, Arthur (my favorite uncle) died in a fire, as did her father in his old age. My cousin Rob's and Patty's et al. brother Allen died of Bright's Disease while he was a teen. That was before my time, but I can remember Aunt Margie talking about him.

    RIP Cousin Rob. You were a great guy, and go with much love.

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  4. I lived in St Louis for 3 years. Almost every Catholic obituary begins "Fortified by the sacraments of Holy Mother Church..." I think that's very nice.

    Seattle kim

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  5. Bear,
    I am very sorry for the loss of your beloved cousin. May he and all the faithful departed rest in peace and may perpetual light shine upon them. May your family find peace and consolation as well.

    My dad's cousin died from cancer similarly with very short notice. Diagnosed and died soon after. He was about 70 by then. His wife faced it with grace and equanimity. It was hard for dad who has just 1 sister; his cousin was like a brother to him.

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  6. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May his soul, and the souls of all our faithful departed, through the great mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

    I will pray for the soul of your cousin Rob and for strength and peace for your family.

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  7. So sorry for your loss, will pray....

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  8. Thanks for sharing Uncle Dub's story. May he have Eternal Refreshment and may the family be comforted.

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  9. Requiem aeternam dona ei, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat ei. Requiescat in pace. Amen.

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  10. Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine. Et lux perpetua luceat ei.

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  11. Eternal rest grant unto him O Lord.....

    Sorry for your loss Bear.

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  12. I'm so sorry, Bear, for all that was and is grievous in the lives of these good and beloved people. I thank God for His consolations. May perpetual light shine upon your dear cousin. Those memories of glorious "sunburned summers" are precious, and will live on.

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  13. Thank you for your kindness.

    The family was not entirely luckless. My Uncle Dub was a Marine who fought in the Pacific. A piece of shrapnel completely penetrated his helmet, but it still saved his life. The helmet with the hole in it was displayed at a small museum in the St. Louis area (St. Charles? A small touristy town, anyway.)

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    1. I wonder if perhaps your uncle's helmet was displayed at the military museum that is housed in the Old Ordnance Room at the Jefferson Barracks Historic Site in south St. Louis County. When I have visited, there has been a permanent collection of military memorabilia from a range of military conflicts including WWII, although temporary exhibits are featured there too.



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  14. Just got off the phone with my brother. He's with one of my other cousins in that family, Betty, Rob's older sister, in Ohio. She's in hospice and also dying of cancer. Everybody assumed she would die first. My cousin Patty is on her way to the airport right now from her dying older sister's bedside to go to her brother's funeral. These things are hard to understand.

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  15. prayers for you and for all of yours who are grieving

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  16. You and yours have so much to get your minds -- and hearts -- around right now. I hope that all concerned will strive to avoid becoming overwhelmed.

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    1. It was in a museum in St. Charles, on what I'll call the "touristy street." It mainly had models and dioramas, which are way cool, and at the end of the tour, military memorabilia. That was where my uncle Dub's shrapnel-punctured helmet was. It may still be there, for all I know.

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    2. In a hurry, replied to the wrong post.

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  17. Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord and let perpetual light shine upon him.

    So sorry for your loss and the other burdens your family is experiencing.

    You're all in my prayers.

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  18. I am very sorry for your loss. Please that I am praying for you and your loved ones.

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  19. I'm sorry Bear. God grant your loved one peace and eternal rest in paradise. I understand your thoughts in this essay completely. I've lived it. Losing two beloved family members in the last five year and watching our once loving extended family disintegrate by both the cultural push to see the young move away from parental influence and also by discord which often follows sickness and death in the family. Hang in there. With God and time, one comes to see the bigger picture with acceptance. It is weird not to be the baby anymore.

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