Kevin’s Grandma Fern Beaman passed away on Sunday Feb 28. She was taken to the hospital on Thursday and he spent Friday evening and all day Saturday there with her and his family. It was very difficult for him to watch her deteriorate by the hour, but I know he would have rather been there than at home.
Grandma's visitation was Wednesday night and though it was a difficult evening, I was amazed at the people that came. I spoke a long time with a lady from Rockwell who sat at the same potluck table with Great-Grandma for 10 years while they both worked there and they did Rockwell retirees events and such together. There was a steady stream of people at the beginning but by the end the room was constantly packed.
The funeral was Thursday and the girls were apprehensive about the open casket, but were okay with it. Grandma looked very nice, and Kevin said it was good to see her body resting at peace since she was so sick the last days of her life.
Grandma taught the 4-year old class at First Assembly of God for THIRTY-FIVE YEARS - and that was just at that church - she taught in Mason City before that. It is estimated she taught 4-year-olds for around FIFTY years. There was one year she deviated and taught the teenage boys, but that didn't last long and she went back. Can you imagine? She definitely did good works in her life and served where she knew best.
Afterward we went to the cemetery where Kevin was a pallbearer and they said a few words, prayed again then we returned to the church for a nice meal. Then we spoke with extended family and had the opportunity to discuss genealogy with some Wheelers (Grandma’s maiden name). And speaking of…
Kevin’s dad immediately informed me upon arriving at the visitation that I was assigned to scan Grandma's photos. Since I said yes, I have been in her house and have a better idea of what that entails. She has about 8 dressers on the second floor; every drawer is crammed full of photos, as are every dresser and bookshelf on the first floor. Many are travel photos with pictures of Alaskan mountains and St Louis train stations and such that I don't need to scan. But, I do need to sort through them all to determine this. Dennis gave me 2 garbage bags full of photos and I have finished sorting through them. I made 3 boxes; don't need (travel photos, too dark or too blurry); scan first (oldest through about 1950); and scan second (more recent). By far the most photos were the toss pile, but the others are adding up. And this only scratches the surface.
I took 2 old albums with photos from the 1800s to very early 1900s. They are all in exquisite shape. However, they are not labeled and neither of Grandma’s children have any idea who they are. Kevin suggested we put them and others on a photo sharing site so other family members can comment on each photo as to who they might be. Kevin is so smart. While scanning I was able to find one name written on the back of a baby photo. So we have 1 clue.
One of the many photos from the first 2 albums. I am so enchanted by this baby bottle. Also it’s one of the only ripped ones and I had to repair it right away. Aren’t I great? :) This is the only name in both albums: G. L. Arthur
I love scanning & repairing old photos but this project will take a while. I don’t know where it will fit in, but I will find room for it. My quilts will have to take a back seat I think.
We miss you, Grandma.