Clarence Arnold, 60, 4833 Highway Q, Seneca, died Friday, Dec. 12, 2008, at his home following a battle with Lou Gehrig's Disease.
Funeral services are 11 a.m. Tuesday at Saint James Catholic Church of Vesper. The Revs. Jude Ndugbu and Chester Osowski will officiate. Burial in Calvary Cemetery. Friends may call at Ritchay Funeral home in Wisconsin Rapids from 3 p.m. to 7 p.m. Monday and Tuesday at the church from 10 a.m. to 11 a.m. There will be a parish prayer service at 6 p.m. Monday at the funeral home.
Clarence was born Feb. 8, 1948, in Wisconsin Rapids to Luke and Veronica (Kundinger) Arnold. He found the love of his life, Judith Williamson, and they were married for 39 years.
Clarence was employed at Consolidated Papers from 1966 to 2000, retiring as assistant superintendent from paper machine No. 16. He was a member of AARP, the Vesper Lions Club, the Farm Bureau, and he was a supervisor for the town of Seneca from 2001 to 2006.
Clarence was an avid hunter, fisherman and very much enjoyed patrolling the neighborhood in his truck. He enjoyed woodworking and hobby farming and as a boy, was a hard worker. Clarence especially loved spending time with his children and grandchildren.
Clarence is survived by his wife, Judy; three children: Jeffery (Amy) Arnold of Rudolph, Kevin (Betsy) Arnold of Wisconsin Rapids and Jennifer (Shanon) Moon of Wisconsin Rapids; 13 grandchildren: Luke, Logan, Dustin, Cassandra, Cole, Zachary, Crystal, Misty, Adam, Autumn, Ava, Joshua, and Matthew; he also is survived by Misty (Jason) Mertz, who was like a daughter to Clarence.
Clarence also is survived by three sisters: Annette (John) Molepske of Wisconsin Rapids, Martha Schill of Ironwood, Mich., Irene (Russell) Klevene of Pittsville, and brother Daro Arnold of Wisconsin Rapids; brother-in-law, Kenny Rapacz of Vesper; godchildren, Diana Jinsky, Scott Williamson and Melinda Flatoff; his god mother, Eleanor Stublaski; mother-in-law Vivian Williamson of Wisconsin Rapids, and many nieces and nephews.
Clarence was preceded in death by his parents, sister Julie Rapacz, great nephew Jared Pelot, and father-in-law Ray Williamson.
Clarence's family would like to give a special thank you to Aspirus Hospice for their wonderful care and to the Rev. Jude and the Rev. Chester for their frequent visits.
FRED E. THARP
Services for Fred E. Tharp, 69, of 2304 S. Linn, will be at 2 p.m. Monday at Capitol Hill Funeral Home with burial in Chapel Hill Cemetery. Tharp died Friday at South Community Hospital after a short illness.
Tharp, a native of Eureka Springs, Ark., moved to Oklahoma City as a young boy. He was a retired construction worker.
He was a member of Central Assembly of God Church.
Survivors include his wife, Mable; a stepson, Nolan Roberts, Indianola; three sisters, Myrtle Melvin and [Ina] Melvin, both of Oklahoma City, and Nellie Woods, Westville; two grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren.
4 June 1978
Col. J. W. B. Thomas Sr.
Another true and enthusiastic speciman, one of the most untiring of the "Old Guard," and withal a gentleman of the finest qualities of the head and heart, has passed to the "shadow land," leaving a void in that circle that can never be filled. Col. J. W. B. Thomas departed this life at his home, four miles southwest of Columbia, on the night of the 26th of January, aged 75 years and 18 days. The funeral services were conducted at his residence by Rev. M. E. Gabard, who paid a high tribute to the dead, alluding particularly to his love for his wife and children and his devotion to his church, of which he had been a faithful and efficient officer for over twenty years. He was a member of McCain's Cumberland Presbyterian Church and in its interest he applied all the energies of his heart and head. His religious character evidenced itself in every emergency, and when an effort was made a short time since to get up funds to purchase literature for the Sunday-school at Sunnyside, he offered the necessary means for that purpose, exerting a potent influence in leading the young to a higher and better life. Occupying the home where he died for nearly half a century, he had the amplest opportunity for knowing and being known by the community of which he formed a part. He was a man of pronounced integrity of character, positive and strong in his convictions; thouroughly consiencious, strong in his feelings and warm in his friendships. The large concourse of people which attended the funeral services and followed his remains to their last resting place, attested the universal esteem in which he was held, and also expressed the sympathy of the public with the widow and children, so sadly bereaved of a companion, a counsellor, and a tender father. He was buried at Zion, and the pall-bearers were his old sporting friends, who associated with him in the wild woods and around the camp-fire. Col. Thomas was favorably known to the sporting fraternity as "Bulger," and his name has become famous as a deer hunter and a crack shot. As it is his memory is enshrined in their souls, and they will mourn him as he should be mourned. Often on the banks of some murmuring stream in the grassy hassocks, will thoughts of him be near the sportsman's heart, haunting it as with real presence. Often when in the heat and hush of a summer noon we recline, weary and worn with fatigue on the mossy banks of some lone spring, down deep in the emerald woodlands, will the tear steal down the cheek to the memory of him who cherished so those hours of sylvan rest and knew so sweetly how to enjoy them. Green be the grass above him! His very bones would pine beneath the weight of marble, he should lie in the shadow of some deep woodland, where the whispers of the wind should make wild music in the vocal boughs; where some clear streamlet, rippling along its pebbly bed, should wake that melody beside his ashes which his ear loved so well while living; where the hum of the bee and the carol of the bird and all the calm soft harmonies of nature should sing requiescat of our sportsman friend.
In Pace Resquiescat
Others more capable will write for you the obituary of our friend; others yet living will write of the few of the "Old Spirits" left, but none can more warmly appreciate the living, and more sincerely mourn for the departed, than
Yours ever truly, WAT.
Mt. Pleasant, Feb 1st, 1892
J. W. B. Thomas Jr.
"The days of our years are three-score years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be four-score years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off and we fly away."
"I hold the world but as the world is a stage, where every man must play his part in the great drama of life. Every day is a new scene in that greatest of all plays, the Play of Life. Each day is a new page upon which we write our record for weal or for woe. The curtain is drawn; the record is made; the book is closed. ‘What I have written, I have written.' "
There was an era in the history of the world, when all nations had become steeped in sin, had forgotten God, when there was not even a ray of light and hope to penetrate the unseen and mysterious, and reveal a Father's watchful care and everlasting love. Even in that classic period of Greek culture and civilization, when such great minds as Socrates, Arostotle, and Plato, dominated and set the bounds of human thought and philosophy, they could not feel and understand, that somehow and somewhere there must be a guiding hand, a Supreme Being. But who He was, where His habitation, and from whence He came was a problem, unanswered and unknown. Under divine providence all ages have had their beacon lights, lest humanity in shear ignorance, superstition and sin, might plunge headlong into the abyss of everlasting abstraction. At length, and in the course of time, there appeared a colossal figure; a man of vision, adventure and faith: - the father of the faithful. In whose lineage at the proper time and place, according to prophacy, Christ appeared "in us the hope of glory, and in whom all the nations of the earth should be blessed."
In this great company of splendid Nobility of the Faith, our good friend and neighbor had taken his place, and played a noble part. He lived and was indeed, a man among men and every inch a man.
"Some men are born to greatness, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them." Perhaps no other citizen of his day and generation, was called upon by his friends and neighbors to assume so many of the duties and responsibilities, in both civil and ecclesiastical life. In every relationship of life, faithfullness seemed always to be his watchword. The rule and motto of his life must certainly have been: "I shall pass this way but once; any good thing therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I may show to any human being, let me do it now; let me not defer it nor neglect it, for I shall never pass this way again."
He had fought the good fight, he had finished his course, he had kept the faith, and passed the test: "Am I a soldier of Cross, a follower of the Lamb, and shall I take to own His cause, or blush to speak His name?"
"Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win prize, And sailed through bloody seas?"
His life had not been one of perpetual sunshine; upon his long and weary pilgramage, many clouds had cast their shadows; many trials and tribulations had left their impress. Just as the golden and glorious sunset of a long summer's day, so typical of the morning, noon, and evening of a long and useful life; so the sun of his earthly race, went down beneath the western horizon, to rise again in resplendent glory, in the new Jerusalem. Peace and sweet rest to his worn and weary body; a joyful, happy and glorious resurrection to his immortal spirit.
Robert T. Perry
Bettie Ethyl Thomas Matthews
Just as the leaves fall so does humanity, and the weary boatman bears us o'er. The sickle of death is ever clipping the brittle thread of life, this time it was the ripe sheaf ready to be garnered; when the summons came the spirit was ready to be wafted back to God who gave it. After months of weary waiting and suffering, Mrs. Bettie E. Matthews quietly fell asleep in Jesus on the Holy Sabbath day, just as the bright sun went o'er the western hill. She, too, passed down the hill of life and left us to be redeemed in God's paradise of love.
Funeral services were conducted at McCain's church Monday afternoon at 1 p.m. by Rev. F. J. Tyler, of Columbia, after which loving hands consigned her to the grave and placed beautiful flowers there as a small token of their love and high esteem.
Mrs. Matthews was born January 31, 1951; she professed religion October 8, 1865, and joined the C. P. church at this place and lived a true consecrated christian until her death, November 23, 1902. She was married to J.A. Matthews March 5, 1868. Nine children blessed their happy union, of which five survive her. No mother was ever more tender and kind to her children than she. No one will be more sadly missed in the church, community, and especially the home than she. May God comfort the broken hearted husband and sorrowing children in this their saddest affliction, may he tenderly guide them along life's journey and be all in all to the little motherless ones, may they imitate her christian example and ere many revolutions of time there will be a reunion in the beyond and all will be safely anchored in the homeland.
Withered leaves are 'round us falling,
To the wintry blast they bend,
Wispering in accents mournful,
All that's beautiful must end.
Nature robbed of all her glory,
Bends unwillingly its head,
Like a broken-hearted mother,
Weeping o'er her cherished dead.
Ah! those leaves once green and lovely,
Now have changed like fickle friends,
Yet a pleasing retrospection
To our hearts their falling lends.
Yes they bring a sweet rememberance
Of the happy, happy past,
They are types to us and shadows
Of eternal life at last.
February 27, 1880 -- May 18, 1965
Evening [Omaha, Nebraska] World Herald, Wednesday, May 19, 1965
GALUS, Stanley 3218 K St., age 85 years, May 18, 1965. Survived by wife Martha; 3 sons, Thaddeus, Edmund, and Henry; 5 daughters, Mrs. Felix (Anna) Foreman, Mrs. Edward (Frances) Chlebinski, Mrs. Laura Ziemba, all of Omaha, Mrs. Floyd (Bessie) Nansel, Columbus, Neb., Mrs. Chester (Mary) Wszalek, Milwaukee, Wis.; 18 grandchildren, one great-grandchild; one brother Thomas, Omaha; one sister in Poland.
Funeral Friday 8:30 a.m. Chapel to St. Francis Assisi Church 9 a.m. Interment at St. Johns Cemetery. Holy Name rosary Thursday 7:30 p.m. Parish rosary 8 p.m. Family prefers masses or favorite charity. Staskiewicz Mortuary, 4018 L St.
Martha KUDRON GALUS
March 24, 1891 -- January 16, 1973
Obituary (World Herald, Omaha, Nebraska)
Martha Galus--of 4504 S. 33 St., age 81 years, Jan. 16, 1973, survived by sons, Ted and Edmund Galus, of Omaha, Henry, Honolulu, Hawaii, daughters, Mrs. Floyd (Bess) Nansel, Columbus, Neb., Mrs Felix (Ann) Forman, Mrs. Edward (Frances) Chlebinski, Mrs. Laura Ziemba, all of Omaha, Mrs. Chester (Mary) Wszalek, of Milwaukee, Wisc. 20 grandchildren, 14 great-grandchildren, sister, Mrs. Anna Tragacz, of Columbus, Nebr. Funeral Friday 9:30 a.m. chapel to St. Francis of Assisi Church at 10 a.m. Interment St. Johns Cemetery. Rosary Thursday 7:30 p.m. Staskiewicz Mortuary (4018 L St. Omaha, Nebr)
March 1, 1886 -- June 4, 1977
Omaha World Herald, Monday, June 6, 1977 (evening edition) page 24
Microfilm reel, June 1977, W. Dale Clark Library Omaha, Nebraska
GALUS, Thomas 3965 So 39th St., June 4, 1977, age 91 years. Survived by wife Sadie; daughter Josephine Pankers; grandsons Richard Pankers all of Omaha, James Engler, Des Moines Ia., 8 great-grandchildren. Member of Polish-Army Veteran.
Funeral Tues 8:30 a.m. chapel to St. Stanislaus Church 9 a.m. Interment St. John's Cemetery. Rosary Mon 7:30 p.m. Staskiewicz Mortuary, 4018 L St. [Omaha, Nebraska]
J. C. Street
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J. C. Street, abstractor of titles, was born at Sleeper, Missouri, March
25, 1886, son of Jonas and Catherine (Troxel) Street. The father, a native
of Indiana, died at Beverly, Kansas, March 9, 1985. He was a farmer of
early American ancestry. His wife, Catherine, was born at Cerro Gordo,
Illinois, June 1, 1850, and died at Tescott, Kansas, July 21, 1924.
Mr. Street attended public school until 1903 and afterward was a student in
high school for two years. He was a school teacher for six years, a
merchant for three years, and for the past 19 years has been engaged in the
real estate, loans, insurance and abstract business. He is the owner and
manager of the Street Abstract Company. He is a Republican.
On June 27, 1912, he was married to Lela Myrtle McCall at Salina. Mrs.
Street was born at Culber, Kansas, June 14, 1893. There are two children,
Maurice, born May 31, 1914, and Maxine, born May 22, 1917. They are both in
school and are promising musicians.
Mr. Street is the owner of a medal for service on the draft board and on
Liberty Loan drives during the late war when he was a member, also, of the
home guard. He is a member of the Red Cross. His favorite sport is golf
while his hobbies are cabinet work and writing poetry. Mr. Street has been
director of the Yates Center Municipal band for six years.
Residence: Yates Center.