Born, November 30, 1939, Julia Jane Jones
Born at home, 248 Bellows Avenue, Frankfort, Michigan.
Parents:
Frank Auberon Jones
Ruth Francis (Durance) Jones
Step-Mother Emma Lena (Fewins) Jones
Frank and Ruth married October 10, 1923
Frank and Lena married June 18, 1948
6 siblings, oldest to youngest:
Richard
Luella
Helen
Pearl
Julia
John
Adventure complete: March 11, 2025
The following notes reflect comments from Julia Deemer to her questioning son, Roger Deemer, in the fall of 2024.
Earliest Memories.
Mother loved cats. We had a gray cat with a white chest. The cat was upstairs with newborn kittens and I was surprised the kittens’ eyes were closed and couldn’t see. That was a really pretty gray cat.
We used to wash laundry in a wringer-washer. We hung our laundry outside to dry. In the winter the clothes would freeze-dry. Sometimes, when it was rainy we dried our laundry in the basement and Mother would sing “Showers of Blessings” and I’d sing along with her as I helped hang the laundry. My little brother John would play with his toys in the basement while we worked.   Â
I was 7 when Mother died. I remember the abundant flowers at her funeral. She was well liked in Frankfort. She sent cards to a lot of people. Perhaps that’s where I get my card-sending habit from.
My father Married Lena Fewins when I was 9. We knew the Fewins family because we attended the Elm Grove church on Fewins Road occasionally. Our family and the Fewins family attended Lake Ann camp meetings (tent revivals) also. I had chicken pox when they got married and couldn’t attend the wedding.
I also remember having measles and Mother Lena reading to us at night when we went to bed.
My father was a carpenter and lumber worker who also ran a print shop our of our home. He printed cards, advertisements, business forms, etc. He started with a small, hand operated press, but upgraded 3 times to a very large automated press for the time. I used to put the letters away in the storage case. One time I got in trouble because my sister, Pearl, made me put the letters away by myself when I didn’t want to. I was so mad I just put letters in randomly.
Father made some of the chairs and tables we used in our home. I still have one of his tables and half a dozen chairs.
There was a woman who came to our church in Frankfort without her husband. One day he came to church drunk, got in an argument with the pastor and slapped him, sending his glasses flying. I liked that pastor so the incident really upset me. I was afraid of drunk men for a long time after that.
Mother Lena started a day-care about a year after marrying my Father. She never had any biological children, but she helped raise a lot of children in Frankfort.
Before marrying Frank, Lena worked as a nanny for the Case family. Leonard Case was a baby when his mother died. I heard she accidentally swallowed a safety pin. Mother Lena was the only mother Leonard knew as a little boy. He always honored her as if she was his mother. Leonard worked at the Cherry Hut and eventually became the owner, so I feel like the Cherry Hut is owned by relatives even though we aren’t biologically related.
My father, Frank, died when I was 12. Mother Lena remained a widow, caring for Children. We didn’t have a lot of material possessions, but she knew how to use what we had wisely. After decades of serving the Frankfort community as a licensed child-care provider, Mother Lena became known as “Grandma Jones” to many.
Teenage Memories.
I was Gwen Frostic’s first employee at her Frankfort shop on main street. She didn’t drive so I often took her places along with her dog, Teddy. (I was 14 when I got my driver’s license.) Gwen was a nice supervisor, happy to find someone who knew how to do printing.
Gwen once hired another girl who tried to read her Bible while folding printed cards. Doing 2 things at once didn’t work well so she didn’t last very long.
Gwen’s printing presses ran on electric motors with drive belts. The drive wheels and belts weren’t covered. One day my skirt got caught in the drive wheel and it ripped right off, leaving only the waste band behind. It was a popular style of skirt, full with excess material that floated out if you spun in circles. Gwen just looked at me and said, “It’s a good thing you’re wearing a slip!” Fortunately, she had a wrap-around skirt I could borrow until I got home that day. She installed covers on the presses after that.
Back then we took a generalized test every year and I always did great on the mechanical section of the test. Gwen thought I should be able to put the folding machine together when she got one, but it wasn’t the same as answering questions on a test.
There was a TV show called “Industry on Parade” that came and did a segment on Gwen Frostic’s shop. They filmed me putting cards on the display rack. At one point it only showed my hand placing the cards. Gwen said, “Well, you have a hand in TV now!” I never saw the show myself until just before my 85th birthday when Roger found it on YouTube.
Note: You can watch the Gwen Frostic episode of Industry on Parade on YouTube at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFZgYjy70Bk. The segment starts at 7:23 into the video and Julia appears at 9:18 through 9:47, ending with the shot of just her hand and arm.
I played clarinet in the high school band. My clarinet was old and stopped working my junior year so I played base drum after that.
I graduated from Frankfort High School in June of 1958, second in a class of 33 students.
I continued working for Gwen Frostic that summer before college, then attended Eastern Michigan College for 2 years with a major in library science.
Married Orson Deemer, June 18, 1960. Orson was active duty in the US Air Force.
My Aunt Pearl played piano for my wedding and my Aunt Jenny sang. Gwen Frostic helped decorate the church with wildflowers. The wedding was in the Frankfort Methodist Church. We had planned the wedding in the Pilgrim Holiness Church but it burned down shortly before the wedding. I had to reprint invitations.
We had planned a honeymoon at Niagara Falls but the car broke down so we ended up just going to KI Sawyer Air Force Base.
KI Sawyer AFB, Marquette, Michigan (June 1960 – August 1962)
I gave birth to Sharon Jean Deemer on March 12, 1961. Other women at the base were jealous because Mother Lena and my mother-in-law (Daisy Deemer) both came to help with the baby when she was born.
Interesting note: Lena and Daisy were sisters from the Fewins family.
I went ice fishing for the first and last time there.
Wheelus AFB, Tripoli, Libya (August 1962 - May 1965).
Orson got orders for Wheelus AFB in Tripoli, Libya. He went out by himself, and I had to follow with an 18-month-old daughter, 6 months pregnant with Roger. Most people were very helpful, but it was still difficult. I had never left Michigan before this. Some people discouraged me, saying I shouldn’t go, but I was determined. I wanted to be with Orson!
I flew to Grand Rapids and lost my breakfast during our descent. For many years I couldn’t eat eggs for breakfast. That was the only time I ever got air sick. From Grand Rapids I flew to Cincinnati and that plane backfired so we had to stay there for a while. Sharon discovered cigarette butts there and tried to pick them up whenever she saw one. (Cigarette butts were very ubiquitous at that time.) From there we flew to Columbia, Georgia, then another flight to Savannah, Georgia where I stayed overnight in an air force base.
The next day we flew to Bermuda! I was only there for a couple hours, but it left an impression. It seemed so exotic! From there we flew to the Azores.
I sat in a café with Sharon, but the waiters would not serve me, an unaccompanied woman with a small child. Finally, an airman in the USAF came and sat with me. Immediately a waiter came and the airman ordered for me. (All I wanted was a cup of coffee and something for Sharon to drink.)
From the Azores we flew to Moracco. I don’t remember much about Moracco. It was a short layover. From there we flew to Wheelus AFB and Orson was there waiting for me. I was hugely relieved to see him, partly because it had been about 3 months, but mostly because I was relieved from the stress of traveling. Orson would take care of me now.Â
When we first arrived in Tripoli, we lived off base in a community of mostly American oil workers and their families. That’s where we lived when Roger was born at the Wheelus AFB Hospital on November 27, 1962. A Libyan man came through the community regularly selling vegetables from a horse-drawn cart. Behind our house was a vacant lot. Frequently I could see a man doing the mid-day prayer in that vacant lot. We didn’t have a washing machine for the first few weeks so I had to do the laundry in the bath tub.
Within the first year we moved into Wheelus AFB housing. We had a trailer home with a fixed addition built on. The Mediterranean Sea was directly across the road from our home. Security was different than today. There was no wall or fence protecting the base. We could walk from our house, across the road, to the beach. The shore was very rocky, so people didn’t go to the beach. Orson built a wooden playhouse in the back yard and all the kids along our street came to play.
I hung laundry outside to dry. It didn’t rain much, but we did get occasional sandstorms. One time a sandstorm soiled my wet laundry and I had to wash it all again.
Libyans evaporated sea water in ponds to get salt which they scraped up into huge salt piles. On one trip driving through Tripoli, Sharon saw a Libyan man with a long beard, and she exclaimed, “Look, there’s Jesus!”
Orson traveled a lot, collecting souvenirs from Greece, Spain, Turkey and other allied locations that had navigational aids and ground landing equipment that needed maintenance. I mostly stayed home with the kids. Bruce was born February 18, 1964. We got our first TV while living there. When President Kennedy was shot, we were listening to a baseball game on the radio. Sharon and Roger got to ride a camel at a school carnival. Bruce rode in Orson’s lap because he was still a baby. We were active at the base chapel and made a lot of friends there.
When it was time to leave, I was excited about going home, but I was not looking forward to flying on a cargo plane. We flew from Wheelus AFB to France in a C-130 Hercules that Orson called “The Terrible Airplane.”
We were only in France for a few hours, then we flew to England where we spent a few days sight-seeing. There was a military housing place near Hyde Park in London. We spent a lot of time there where Roger and Bruce loved to chase the pigeons.
We flew to New Jersey, got a car, and drove to Michigan before reporting to our new assignment.
Fort Campbell, Kentucky (May 1965 - December 1967).
Life in Kentucky was less stressful than Libya. Sharon, Roger, and Bruce were getting older and I had more community support. We could drive home to visit family and family came to visit us. We went to the Grand Ole Opry, Mammoth Cave, Myrtle Beach and a replica of the Greek Acropolis. We only lived there just over a year before moving overseas again.
Clark AFB, Philippines (December 1967 - August 1968). Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
The only earthquake I’ve ever experienced happened in the Philippines, and it was a big one! I knew what was happening immediately when it woke me up around 4:00 AM. My main concern was the safety of my kids. Orson when to Sharon’s bedroom and I went to the boys. (It was the closest bedroom to ours.) I told Roger and Bruce to get under their beds, but the quaking stopped before they made it under their beds. For a couple years after that I would jump if someone bumped my bed.
Our home was off-base in the community where Filipinos raise water buffalo that would come quite close to the house. It was a duplex, and the neighbors had a little girl. The Filipinos were very poor and expected Americans to hire them for common work. We had a maid and a gardener that would come a couple days a week. A papaya tree grew near the road in front of our house, but people picked them all before they ripened. The kids found a snake in the yard and I kept them away because I didn’t know if it was poisonous or not. Roger got stung by a bee in his forehead that swelled so much his eyes were just narrow slits.Â
Note from Roger: I remember cutting out paper “snowflakes” at the kitchen table and our maid didn’t know what snowflakes were. Mom explained that it happens when it’s so cold that rain freezes before it falls. Mom later explained to me that it doesn’t snow in the Philippines; they don’t even have a word for snow in their language.
The Viet Nam war raged at this time and during the Tet Offensive body bags stacked up outside Orson’s office at the flight line. That burdened Orson emotionally. He started having health problems there that were later diagnosed as diabetes.
We had a big problem when we were getting ready to leave. We couldn’t find our passports anywhere so Orson had to apply for new ones. We found them in one of our dresser drawers when we got to Hawaii.Â
Hickam AFB, Hawaii (August 1968 – June 1970).
We lived in a duplex on Hickam AFB just a block from the elementary school. We had a mango tree and banana trees in the back yard. The kids loved climbing in the mango tree and Orson harvested bananas. He would store the banana bunches under the stairs where it was dark so they’d last longer. We also collected coconuts from some trees at the edge of base housing. One man used to shinny up the trees to pick them, but we could also collect them when they fell to the ground.Â
I thoroughly enjoyed the weather and scenery in Hawaii. People fished on the base, catching pretty, stripped fish. We liked to watch the Hula dancers at the Ala Moana shopping center. We often went to the beach on the north side of the island, bringing a picnic meal. I would usually relax and read while the kids played in the sand and surf. Orson often read the newspaper.Â
When Uncle Frank was visiting with the family, Brian went into a cave and found one of his school teachers from East Lansing who just happened to be vacationing in Hawaii also. Grandma Deemer came for a long visit. One time a famous actor walked right by her at the beach but she had no idea who he was because she didn’t watch much TV or movies. She enjoyed visiting Robert Lewis Stevenson’s hut. We ate lunch at an outdoor restaurant where birds flew close by and sometimes landed on the table.
We made a trip to the big island for about a week. We landed on one side and drove around to the other side visiting volcanoes, black sand beaches, and historic sights, stopping to hike and take pictures frequently. We came close to the crater of Kilauea where smoke was floating up. Kilauea had fresh lava flows with dark black lava even crossing the road in one place.Â
The Apollo 11 mission occurred while we were in Hawaii. The capsule splashed down in the Pacific Ocean close to Hawaii so the Navy brought the astronauts into Pearl Harbor on an aircraft carrier. Our entire family went to the dock to see the astronauts when they arrived. They were in a silver quarantine camper, but they waved at the crowd of people. We could see the space capsule sitting on the flight deck.
Orson loved pineapple juice and drank a lot of it until he found out he had diabetes. That disease was tough news for Orson in many ways.
Roger’s second grade teacher thought he was learning disabled and would never achieve much in life. Boy was she wrong!
I took cake decorating classes in Hawaii which started years of decorating cakes for the family and for money.Â
Back to Michigan.
When Orson retired from the USAF in 1970, we flew to California and waited a few days for our car to arrive by ship. We visited the redwood forests one of these days and everyone was very impressed with those massive trees. During the drive from California to Michigan we all loved passing through the Rocky Mountains.
Our first month or so back in Michigan we visited a lot of homes and farms for sale as we tried to decide where to live and what to do. Orson was still experiencing health problems as he worked to learn how to control his blood sugar.
Eventually we rented a home in East Tawas to be near Wurtsmith AFB where we could take advantage of retirement benefits like shopping at the commissary and BX and using their medical clinic. We stayed there for one year then moved to a rental in Ossineke.
Orson was taking college classes at Alpina Community College and Ossineke was closer to the campus. We also found a home with lower rent so we could save money. I started a sewing 4-H club with about half a dozen girls including Sharon. I also helped lead the Girl Scout troop that Sharon was in there. Roger and Bruce were in Cub Scouts but I wasn’t a leader for them yet.
Finally, we decided to build a home on the land Orson inherited from the old farm he grew up on. His mother, Daisy, still lived in the old house during the summer and her home just happened to be on the property that Orson now owned. We built our house next to that old home.Â
We lived in our tent behind the lilac bush that summer while working on the house. Orson and I did most of the work, but we often had relatives pitching in. We had a contractor drill the well, but we did all the other work on the house. It was okay except that we had to use an outhouse because Daisy had no indoor plumbing.Â
I remember carrying drywall in to the house from the road wading through knee-deep snow. That was a terrible job. Hanging and plastering the drywall was difficult and frustrating. Everything else went well. We built all our own cabinets, installed our own plumbing, put in all our wiring and electronic fixtures, etc. It was hard work, but rewarding.
In the fall 1972 we moved into a vacation home owned by our cousins, Mae and Elwyn Miller just a few miles from the home we were still working on. In the spring, probably April of 1973 we finally moved into our home, the home that Orson and I lived in for the rest of our lives!
I volunteered to lead the boy’s Cub Scout Den because no one else would lead it. There were about 10 boys in the den. I’m glad I did—really enjoyed it. I particularly liked doing craft projects and teaching the boys new things. I also led Girls Scouts together with Jane Bluhm, leading the entire troop of about a dozen girls. I helped with Sharon’s 4-H sewing club led by Syble Houghton. I lead the kids in summer 4-H projects and a winter crafts club. I led a group of all boys (about half a dozen) in a foods club. I continued to lead 4-H cooking and crafts clubs after my own children had grown up and left home.Â
Church Leadership and Travels.
I taught Sunday School, cooked, sang in the choir and volunteered in numerous other ways at church while our children were growing up. I got started doing things with the United Methodist Women’s (UMW) group at this time. My work with UMW lead to a host of other activities at church when Sharon, Roger, and Bruce were all in college. I took on leadership roles in UMW becoming very active in our Lake Ann UMC. I started chairing the social action committee at the district office. They asked me to be the UMW district vice president for 4 years, then I served as president for 4 years. I served as a UMW conference delegate several times, eventually serving as conference VP, then president. After that I was elected to represent Michigan on the national UMW council. That began my phase of traveling for the church.
I ended up serving on the Board of Global Ministries (BGM) for the United Methodist Church (UMC) as a finance chairperson. (My work as the Inland Township Clerk prepared me for this area of service.) I served 8 years on the BGM.
I served as secretary on the UMC committee of indigenous Americans known as NUMNAC (National United Methodist Native American Committee) and learned a lot about the plight of indigenous Americans from this work. I served this committee 4 years.
One time I was in Clairmont, CA for a NUMNAC meeting and 5 indigenous American men wanted to see the movie Men in Black. They didn’t want to leave me alone in my hotel room, so they asked me to go with them. I had fun going out to a movie with 5 native American men!
In December of 1999 I travelled to Tonga to meet with Methodist missionaries there. They had the best tasting lobster! I was there on New Years evening standing with my feet straddling the international date line where I was in 2 millennia at the same time.
I traveled overseas numerous times for the Board of Global ministries. I traveled to England for a meeting. We road a train to London and got on the subway where we had to sit for an hour without moving because of some maintenance problem. When we finally got into London we road a double-decker bus!
I walked across the border once from San Diego to Mexico with other members of the board to visit a women’s group in a church near the boarder. Coming through customs they checked everyone’s bag until they got to me. They just waved me through making all the others in my group envious!
Later I served on the hunger committee for the West Michigan conference of the UMC. For that committee I traveled to Zimbabwe twice. I visited “Africa University” there and worked at an orphanage across the road from the university. I sewed pajamas and other things for the children. We also helped build staff housing. For a while I worked in the library where I made friends with a couple students who also worked in the library. I corresponded with them for a few years.
We went to Victoria Falls and took a safari. We saw zebras, giraffes, baboons, a lion, a leopard and all sorts of other animals. At one point about 40 elephants surrounded our vehicle so we couldn’t move. They were so big, they could easily have tipped our vehicle over!
My hunger committee also traveled to visit some missions and rural villages in India investigating feasibility for digging wells. One group of Christians we visited had been moved from their rural village where there was no clean drinking water to a hill on the edge of a city. Their homes were made of cardboard and tin sheets. They all put crosses on their homes and flew a church flag at the top of the hill. Unfortunately, the nearest well was in a valley where they had to pass through Muslim and Hindu neighborhoods and people often threw rocks at them.
We stayed at a mission hostel for a few days where people came from the street when they were about to die. We visited a place where orphans and abandoned children stayed and were fortunate to meet Mother Theresa there. We didn’t get to talk with her much, but we got a nice photo!
My favorite church committee was called Gum Moon. It was a United Methodist mission in San Francisco. They took women in who came to the US to work and ended up trapped in prostitution. We helped them find better jobs. The mission was a place for their kids to come to after school where they could work on homework and hang out.
Once a year we traveled to San Fransisco for a meeting. I would go out a day early with another lady to take the trolly down to Fisherman’s Wharf and eat at Bubba Gumps’s. We also liked to visit China Town and the Ghirardelli’s chocolate shop.
The Fair!
I was in a sewing 4-H club when I was young and we exhibited our work at the Northwest Michigan fair. I enjoyed entering my projects and watching the draft horse pulling competitions.
When Orson retired, my kids exhibited their 4-H projects at the same fair. Sharon was already sewing and continued that all the way through high school. I remember Roger doing an insect collection pinning insects on a board with labels identifying them. All the kids did birds and leaves and flowers. Eventually we did 4-H crafts, cooking, photography, gardening, and steers. I started exhibiting in the open class with canning, gardening, baking, sewing, knitting, crocheting, quilts, and many other things. Orson led an electronics club one year that Roger and Bruce were in. In 1979 Roger won a sweepstakes award for his photography and a farm bureau women’s award for his German Apple Cake.
I had my 4-H clubs make a club display in the 4-H exhibit building with a banner, decorations, and club projects organized togethers. This display idea caught on until soon all the clubs were doing it, and they still do it today.Â
I won the Northwest Michigan Fair homemaker of the year award in 1982, 1985, 1988, 1989, 1990. I won a “county fair homemaker” award at the Michigan State Fair in 1983 and 1985. In 1985 I was the state first runner-up for homemaker of the year.
During that time, I started volunteering in the Evelyn Heim building where most open class entries are exhibited. I was soon the “barn boss” for the building. I supervised a team of great volunteers who kept the building running, judged entries, and became good friends. For many years I kept Snickers (my miniature schnauzer) in the corner of the barn behind the supervisor’s desk.
While I was supervisor, we put wheels under the tables to make them easier to move and bought wire racks to hang items from. I encouraged other women to enter the homemaker competition and a couple of them qualified for the state competition. When Roger retired from the air force and moved to Michigan, I recruited him and his family to help with the Evelyn Heim building. I also helped Roger and Amanda’s kids, Reed, Nolan and Sage, to complete projects and exhibit them there.
I remember Sharon showing Roger’s last steer in 1980 because he was at basic training at the USAF Academy.
Township Clerk
I ran for township trustee in 1980 with Mr. Beechraft because he wanted a partner to run with. We didn’t win that position, but I ran for township clerk in 1982 and won. I served 3 terms (12 years). (I was also elected county delegate to the state democratic convention one year.)
The township clerk has many important duties. I was heavily involved in elections, of course, but I had many administrative duties for the township. One odd thing that I really enjoyed was helping people find their family plots on the township cemetery. Few people know how to find their plots, but it’s very important and I felt good helping them.
We had no township offices, so I did most of my work from home. Occasionally we’d set up shop at the township hall for activities like voter registration drives.
One year we had a power outage from a storm during an election. I had to use candles to check people in and allow them to vote. Fortunately, our voting machines back then didn’t require electricity. Les Wilson eventually brought a generator so we could get the lights on.
Grandchildren
My first grandchild was Petter, born in Bergen Norway, February 28, 1989. That was a little strange having my first grandchild born so far away. I first saw him when they came to the US for Roger and Amanda’s wedding. Petter was 4 months old. We visited them for Christmas when he was 2 years old. I remember taking him for a walk on the steep hillside where they lived, and Petter fell in some dog poop.
Daisy was born there also, November 21, 1991, but Sharon and Chuck moved to Newfoundland when Petter was 3 and Daisy was only a few months old. They visited us in Michigan before going to Newfoundland. Petter was really cute dressed in a white shirt, knit vest and bow tie.
During one visit to Newfoundland Daisy would play in the living room wearing her swimsuit even though it was cold outside. She didn’t like wearing many clothes and never complained about being cold.
I made a quilt for Daisy with 12 blocks, each with a lady wearing a different dress. Daisy loved this quilt, using it to the point it needed repair.
Reed was my 3rd grandchild, born February 8, 1995, in San Antonio, TX. They made plane reservations to come visit us in April. That night Orson died. The first time I saw Reed was when everyone came for Orson’s funeral. It was a sad time, but having a new grandson helped ease the pain.
Nolan was born October 13, 1996. I remember visiting Roger and Amanda in San Antonio for Christmas. Reed and Nolan loved playing with a child nativity set. That was exceptionally cute.
Laura was born in June, 1995 in Crystal Lake Illinois. I went down for her Baptism. Laura loved to be in school plays when she was small. David was born January 6, 1999.
In 1999 Roger and Amanda asked me and Amanda’s mom, Nancy, to stay with Reed and Nolan while they went to Australia for 2 weeks. It was fun to be with my grandsons, but it was a lot of work and a little stressful. I remember pulling Nolan around the neighborhood in the wagon. One day Nancy dropped a bottle of pills and I was afraid Nolan would grab one and eat it before she could get them all picked up. I held Nolan tightly until every pill was picked up.
Roger and Amanda adopted Sage on March 30, 2001. I went to Detroit to meet them at the airport when Sage arrived. Sage was the only grandchild I had the privilege of meeting at the same time her parents did. I was excited to meet my new granddaughter and see that she arrived safely. I remember taking Sage to the commissary and she reacted to Asian people there. She was always excited to see Asian people.
Attending dedications and baptisms was always meaningful.
I remember eagle scout ceremonies for Reed, Nolan, and David. Those were moments of pride for me seeing my grandsons recognized for that noble achievement. Graduation ceremonies that I was able to attend gave me similar feelings of grandma-pride.
Several of my grandchildren were band members. Nolan playing the baritone stands out in my memory. I enjoyed his music, especially when he played with the jazz band, but I also enjoyed watching him play. I was always impressed to see him play that giant instrument!
I enjoyed watching Sage play soccer. We didn’t have girls’ sports when I grew up and no one played soccer, so it was a real joy to watch Sage and all those girls having fun and being competitive in a challenging sport.
When grandkids visited, I enjoyed taking them to Otter Creek beach, Sleeping Bear dunes, and some other fun places nearby. Daisy liked visiting the A&W restaurant and David liked visiting the Cherry Hut. I liked taking them to Frankfort to show them my home, play at the beach, and walk out the pier to the lighthouse. They all seemed to enjoy hiking back to the creek.
I enjoyed visiting Bruce’s family in Crystal Lake when Laura played Sandy in the musical, Annie. That was an especially fun time.
God
I was 6 years old when I went to the altar and prayed to ask Jesus into my heart. We were attending the Frankfort Pilgrim Holiness church. I didn’t fully understand what that meant at the time, but it’s the point that my faith became my own instead of just something my parents did.
The only time I remember getting a spanking was when we had some dark brown church pews stored in our garage while they were building a new church. I didn’t like the color so I painted a couple of them red. Dad was very unhappy with that. I was 7 and should have known better.
I liked going to church summer camp when I was a teenager. I learned how to short-sheet beds there. Singing was probably my favorite thing at camp.
Sometime in the 1990’s I attended an Emmaus Walk in Petosky. Louise Goin and a few other ladies from church went. We had a lot of fun together with silly antics and jokes. The cards and letters filled me with joy. The candle-light service at the end was very impactful. I attended many Emmaus Walks on staff working in the conference room, kitchen, table leadership, etc., and the candle-light service always moved my spirit.
Serving in the ecumenical group, Church Women United, was fun and fulfilling. I made some great, life-long friends while doing the work of God. They gave me a “Valiant Woman” award for my contributions in the local community.
I used to prepare and lead Sedar meals for our church in Lake Ann. Those were meaningful and gave me opportunity to serve others. I also provided Sedar meals for two native American churches, one east of Elk Rapids and another near Northport.Â
Caring for Orson
Over the final year of Orson’s life he faced some serious difficulties. His kidneys failed so he needed to go to the dialysis center for a few months. He switched to peritoneal dialysis which we could do at home. That was much better. He also suffered a couple strokes. The first one made him completely unresponsive and I had to call an ambulance. He came back around fairly quickly. This happened twice more. Each time he recovered, but suffered some difficulty moving. He would get confused sometimes also.
One day near the end of April, 1995, he was excited because he’d seen his first bluebird of the spring. The next morning I couldn’t find him anywhere in the house so I called his brother, Denziel. The police found him in the woods about half a mile from home. My life-long love and partner was gone. Denziel wondered if he might have thought he was walking to the old farm of Orson Clark’s because he was headed that direction.
Some of his last words the night before he died came as he was looking out the south window of the house. He asked, “When area we leaving.” I responded, “I didn’t know we were going anywhere.” He said, “I’m tired of it here. I want to go home.”
Final Months (by Roger Deemer)
Mom faced the end of her life with courage and grace. Sometimes she seemed a little sad, but she mostly kept her spirits and humor up. She never stopped working to serve God, the church, family, friends, even strangers in any way she could. Mom found fulfillment in service. The most difficult thing for her in declining health was giving up the many ways she had served others.Â