Louis Moritz
Apr 10th 1920 - Apr 2nd 2009
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Sue and Dean Schrauben
April 22nd 2009
Hi Ann,
Our condolences on the loss of your father. I remember our discusion we had while you and I were visiting (your father and my mother) at Hazel Findlay. It is difficult to see our parents slowly lose their independence, however what we learn from them about aging gracefully and humility is irreplaceable. Your father was greatly blessed to have you there for him.
May you find comfort in your friends and family. Our prayers go out to you.
Sue and Dean
Mark Goerge
April 11th 2009
Having lived across the road from the Moritz family I remember many of those 50 cats being found in our field and at one point we had about 25 of them in our garage (we caught them) until mom made us let them go. I also remember a time when the cow had gotten out at night and in the morning there were cow tracks all over our lawn. One of the boys, I'm not sure which one, came over and rolled our lawn for us.
Louie's daughter Ann had babysat us quite a few times when she was in High School.
In 1987 after ten years away from that house I had moved back with my brothers. I went over for the only time in my life, not being the type to visit anyone, and spent about an hour enjoying talking to Louie and Mary just outside their back door. They were very wonderful to talk to. It makes me wish I had gone over to visit more often.
Ann
April 5th 2009
Hi Dad –
What a wonderful way to spend Easter, with our risen Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ!!!
I am happy for you and glad to know that you have been healed from Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s.
I imagine heaven is a big place and hope you have found Nancy and are holding her in your loving arms, just as our heavenly father holds us in His arms.
As the family gathers around to celebrate your life it has led to the opportunity to remember you at various times in my life. I remember you teaching me to ride a two wheeled bicycle. I see you running along beside the bicycle with your hand on the back fender to help steady it. I can hear you encouraging me.
I remember evenings spent at the dining room table helping me with math.
I have many summer memories of packing a hot lunch of goulash or macaroni and cheese then driving to Uncle Charlie’s farm. We’d wait for you to finish the field work you were doing on the tractor and then you’d join us in the car for a picnic lunch before returning to the field work.
I remember riding on the fender of the tractors and hanging out with you in the barns. I remember riding on the hay wagon as you baled hay and as I got older, stacking the bales myself, as you drove the tractor. I remember greasing the plow points with you.
I remember one particular summer. That’s the summer you were THE BEST DAD IN THE WHOLE WORLD! After years of begging to get a horse you decided to rent a small horse for the summer. I have wonderful memories of that special summer.
I remember watching you plow the garden each year in anticipation of planting the vegetables and flowers. And I can’t forget all the gladiolas. Oh the gladiolas!!
I remember all the rock hounding we did. One particular memory includes Rocky’s Rock Shop in Lansing. I remember being there and admiring all the rocks, ones that I’d never seen before. There was one in particular that caught my eye, the Snowflake Obsidian from Utah. Rocky said that if I remembered the name, I could have the rock. I still remember! I now have that Snowflake Obsidian rock you had in the milk-house. That rock will always remind me of you.
Although growing up on a farm was a lot of work, it did allow us the opportunity to baptize the cats in the cows’ drinking fountain. That was always fun!
With treasured memories always near, you’re never far from thought. I love you dad! As sad as it is to say goodbye, I know you need the rest. You worked hard for many years to provide us all the best. As sadness nears, eyes fill with tears; it’s hard to let you go.
Your loving daughter,
Ann
Sue and Dean Schrauben
April 22nd 2009
Hi Ann,
Our condolences on the loss of your father. I remember our discusion we had while you and I were visiting (your father and my mother) at Hazel Findlay. It is difficult to see our parents slowly lose their independence, however what we learn from them about aging gracefully and humility is irreplaceable. Your father was greatly blessed to have you there for him.
May you find comfort in your friends and family. Our prayers go out to you.
Sue and Dean
Mark Goerge
April 11th 2009
Having lived across the road from the Moritz family I remember many of those 50 cats being found in our field and at one point we had about 25 of them in our garage (we caught them) until mom made us let them go. I also remember a time when the cow had gotten out at night and in the morning there were cow tracks all over our lawn. One of the boys, I'm not sure which one, came over and rolled our lawn for us.
Louie's daughter Ann had babysat us quite a few times when she was in High School.
In 1987 after ten years away from that house I had moved back with my brothers. I went over for the only time in my life, not being the type to visit anyone, and spent about an hour enjoying talking to Louie and Mary just outside their back door. They were very wonderful to talk to. It makes me wish I had gone over to visit more often.
Ann
April 5th 2009
Hi Dad –
What a wonderful way to spend Easter, with our risen Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ!!!
I am happy for you and glad to know that you have been healed from Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s.
I imagine heaven is a big place and hope you have found Nancy and are holding her in your loving arms, just as our heavenly father holds us in His arms.
As the family gathers around to celebrate your life it has led to the opportunity to remember you at various times in my life. I remember you teaching me to ride a two wheeled bicycle. I see you running along beside the bicycle with your hand on the back fender to help steady it. I can hear you encouraging me.
I remember evenings spent at the dining room table helping me with math.
I have many summer memories of packing a hot lunch of goulash or macaroni and cheese then driving to Uncle Charlie’s farm. We’d wait for you to finish the field work you were doing on the tractor and then you’d join us in the car for a picnic lunch before returning to the field work.
I remember riding on the fender of the tractors and hanging out with you in the barns. I remember riding on the hay wagon as you baled hay and as I got older, stacking the bales myself, as you drove the tractor. I remember greasing the plow points with you.
I remember one particular summer. That’s the summer you were THE BEST DAD IN THE WHOLE WORLD! After years of begging to get a horse you decided to rent a small horse for the summer. I have wonderful memories of that special summer.
I remember watching you plow the garden each year in anticipation of planting the vegetables and flowers. And I can’t forget all the gladiolas. Oh the gladiolas!!
I remember all the rock hounding we did. One particular memory includes Rocky’s Rock Shop in Lansing. I remember being there and admiring all the rocks, ones that I’d never seen before. There was one in particular that caught my eye, the Snowflake Obsidian from Utah. Rocky said that if I remembered the name, I could have the rock. I still remember! I now have that Snowflake Obsidian rock you had in the milk-house. That rock will always remind me of you.
Although growing up on a farm was a lot of work, it did allow us the opportunity to baptize the cats in the cows’ drinking fountain. That was always fun!
With treasured memories always near, you’re never far from thought. I love you dad! As sad as it is to say goodbye, I know you need the rest. You worked hard for many years to provide us all the best. As sadness nears, eyes fill with tears; it’s hard to let you go.
Your loving daughter,
Ann
