Read at the memorial service of our parents and Grandparents.
May 26, 2001
What an honor and privilege it is to be here today. We are here today because of those who have gone before us. There was a time when our parents were young and full of life and had great ambitions. Then, one by one we began to appear on the scene; the more of us that came along, the harder they had to work and the more they had to sacrifice to feed and cloth us children. There was one common bond that the young parents all had in common, it was their love that they had for their children. There was always enough love, food and clothing to go around. Mother's favorite pieces of chicken were the wings and the boney backs because her children didn't like them. That's unselfish love.
There was another thing that our parents did as a group. They brought their children to Union Chapel Sunday School and Church where they might learn about the gospel and how they must live in order to go to heaven at the end of life. They struggled to get their children an education, starting first by sending them to the one room Roberson Grade School, then on to high school. They had such high hopes for their children.
In earlier years they traded farm work, helped cut wood, plant crops or gathered crops especially when there was serious sickness. They visited and set up all night with the family when a loved one passed away. Our parents were a gracious, kind, loving, and caring group of people and we still miss them. One day while I was mowing the yard, I was thinking that it would be wonderful to talk to Mom and Dad. Then the thought suddenly struck me that, I could be in their presence within thirty seconds.
By the time they got their children through school and married off, they begin to slow up and want a smaller house or trailer. As the years swiftly flew by their health began to fail and one by one, they bid their families good bye, then slipped away beyond the reach of time. Each one of us felt the pain and loss of our parents as we followed their silent form to the cemetery behind the church. Each one of them was gently laid to rest to await Resurrection Morning when they shall arise again. We have hope of seeing them again.
Memory is a gift of God that death does not destroy. They still live on in our memories. We see their smile, we hear their laughter. Their teachings, their dreams, their faith in God, the Bible and the Church, hopefully, is now being lived out in the lives of their children. That's us.
Time did not stop or slow down with the passing of our parents. From their exemplary lives they have passed on to us the torch of love, truth, happiness and the ability to make the best of life's situations. For the most part we have passed on to our children and grand children the great heritage that was given to us from our parents. So today we look back on the lives of our wonderful parents and their ability to raise such a good group of kids. We didn't know just how wonderful they were till they were gone. Thank God for good "Old Fashioned Parents". Let us pass on those good qualities to others.
|Leroy Roberson||1895||1969||74|| ||Ollie Belcher||1884||1957||73|
|May Roberson||1889||1985||96|| ||Frances Belcher||1888||1951||63|
|Steve Patton||1875||1946||71|| ||Glen Reasor||1910||1984||74|
|Molly Patton||1876||1966||90|| ||Irnogene Reasor||1918||1992||74|
|Noval Patton||1896||1970||74|| ||Oscar Hammond||1894||1969||75|
|Noble Miller||1906||1979||73|| ||Rosie Hammond||1901||1968||67|
|Faye Miller||1907||1983||76|| ||Lester Goldman||1913||1943||30|
|Martha Miller||1867||1947||80|| ||Goldie Goldman||1913||1998||85|
|Rob Cole||1864||1946||82|| ||Alfred Eckert||1921||1985||64|
|Hattie Cole||1884||1961||77|| ||Ruth Eckert||1922||1999||77|
|Leo Goldman||1916||1978||62|| ||Aileene Roll||1933||1998||65|
|Russell Goldman||1920||2000||80|| ||Brian Adkins||1972||2000||28|
|Everett Mills||1897||1972||75|| ||Floyd Knight||1896||1997||101|
|Dimple Mills||1907||1983||76|| ||Ora Knight||1896||1994||98|
|Shelby Goldman||1902||1981||79|| ||Orville Eastridge||1896||1978||82|
|Lola Goldman||1915||1989||74|| ||Dessie Eastridge||1907||1987||80|
|Cecil McCutcheon||1903||1991||88|| ||Virginia Mills||1932||1997||65|
|Lillie McCutcheon||1907||1989||82|| ||Jesse Goldman||1889||1988||99|
|Willie May||1876||1950||74|| ||Sally Goldman||1886||1982||96|
|Rosetta May||1879||1930||51|| ||Alice Wyatt||1911||1937||26|
|Everett May||1901||1984||83|| ||Vollie Belcher||1899||1971||72|
|Ethel May||1909||1986||77|| ||Gladys Belcher||1903||2000||97|
|Grady Goldman||1896||1971||75|| ||Orlando Culbertson||1905||1958||53|
|Helen Goldman||1892||1985||93|| ||Ruth Culbertson||1907||1958||51|
|Ira Goldman||1861||1948||87|| ||George Culbertson||1933||1979||46|
|Stella Goldman||1870||1951||81|| ||Ben Batman||1873||1955||82|
|Craig Patrick||1876||1947||71|| ||Minnie Batman||1873||1939||66|
|Bell Patrick||1880||1957||77|| ||Lavern Roberson||1920||1997||77|
|Lloyd Patrick||1884||1959||75|| ||Ferris Roberson||1922||2000||78|
|Alice Patrick||1890||1974||84|| ||Farrell Roberson||1924||2000||76|
|Robert Sears||1898||1956||58|| ||Rex Roberson||1941||1999||58|
UNION CHAPEL HOMECOMING
On May 26, 2001 they came, they laughed, they reminisced, they shook hands; they hugged friends they hadn't seen in some cases for fifty years. More than sixty people made their way to the Union Chapel Church about five miles south of Grantsburg, Indiana to renew old friendships.
They remembered playing together, attending school together, often trading sandwiches at noon, buying Smith Brothers cough drops from the "peddler", (Dutch Nash) each Wednesday and eating them for candy. Other memories included: pie suppers, cake walks, walking to school, carrying the drinking water from a well on Jesse Goldman's farm to be put in a five gallon crock jar with a spout on the side, home made bean shooters, pop guns which required the chewing of many sheets from the Sears or Wards catalogues for ammunition, childhood sweethearts, ciphering, geography and spelling matches each Friday evening, Ruberta Postle coming to school each week to tell Bible stories, riding to school in a covered wagon, attending Sunday School and Church in the greatest church in the world, at least that is what they thought way back then. Memories flowed like the waters of the Niagara.
They met and greeted each other between 10:30 and 11:00 then entered the church to sing, pray and to reminisce. They were welcomed back "Home" by Paul Mills acting as M.C. They were lead in singing Amazing Grace by Norma Woolems. Phyllis Luff Stepp played the piano. Those who attended Roberson School and Union Chapel Church were given time to reminisce more about their childhood. Rev. Glen Smith told of his conversion and prayed for the group. Beside Glen, there were three other ministers present who used to attend church there, Paul and Sam Mills and Junior Batman. A Memorial Service was held while in the church. The names of their parents and grand parents were read aloud with their birth date and the date of their death. Junior Batman dismissed the group. (Richard Scott videoed the homecoming).
During the winter months while they were waiting for May 26th to finally arrive, twenty-eight individuals sent in their "childhood memories" to Paul and Norma to be placed in a book. On the front of the book is a colored picture of the Union Chapel Church and on the back is a picture of the one room Roberson Grade School.
They had "Dinner on the Ground" Tables, set up in the church-yard, were loaded with "oodles" of good food. Every one kindly forgot that they were on a diet and dug into the home cooked food with great delight. Years ago they had a big black kettle measuring about four feet across and three feet high in which they cooked chowder for the whole community. As it always does, time put an end to their visiting and it was time to say good-bye again. Hopefully they will see each more often since most of them are retired.
There is a total of forty-five on their mailing list of which twenty seven got to attend the Homecoming with some family members. Each one received the Memory Book with their "old" picture placed in front of their memory section. They might meet again next year. If they do, it will be announced in the paper.