James Geddert
Apr 12th 1936 - Jul 22nd 2012
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Marlena
July 31st 2012
Papa, i miss you more then words could explain! You and Nana are both in a better place! And one day i will see you both soon! Until then i will raise my son and tell him how he had the greatest grandparent's in the whole world!! Papa, i will teach him how to hunt and fish!! And nana i will do my best to make sure that he is a well manerd boy!! I LOVE YOU BOTH SO VERY MUCH!! and think about you all the time!! May the two of you rest in peace.. love you!!
Susie (Laundry) Bahnsen
July 25th 2012
To Lisa, Lorrie, and Jeanne,
I love you and my heart goes out to you at this time. I feel that I know you all pretty well, as our family stories are intertwined from the beginning. We have such secrets and memories and today, now, as your dad's service is going on at Immanuel Lutheran Church, I rejoice with you that he is in God's embrace.
Now the time of healing and forgiving and loving must take place to honor your mom and dad. I pray you each find peace and hold on to each other in love, that's why you are sisters.
I know your dad had two sides; a strict, hard, no-nonsense side and a soft hearted side. I just want to tell you that he and Lorrie were a God-send to me when I was diagnosed with cancer. My visits with him and my phone calls lifted my spirits as I lay in the throw of chemo, baldness, nausea, radiation, hopelessness, fear. He had just gone through a lot of that and we understood so much; so many unspoken thoughts also about the fears that unexpected turns in our lives give us.
After your mom died, he seemed to turn into a regular Betty Crocker. He shared his pickle recipe with me and his garden was the pride of his days. I gulp when I remember him saying, "I don't know how long I will be here, Susie, but when you come in the Fall, come eat from my garden." He expressed how excited he was that Lisa came to help him in the garden this year.
I called him on his birthday this year and he told me that the cancer had spread and no more treatment was possible. I called him six days before he died. He sounded tired, but he still found time to talk to me. He answered questions about his garden and was upbeat. He told me Hospice was visiting him and how grateful he was that Lorrie was with him always. When I asked how he was, he said he was still able to bathe himself, but that the cane and wheelchair "weren't doing much good" and he couldn't get around like he wanted to. He told me, "Susie, I don't think I am going to last much longer. I am so tired." He had just seen Granddaughter, Marlena, and the new great-grandson. He was so tickled about that. It made him so happy.
Anyway, this website is wonderful. The story of his life is wonderful. The pictures are great. I mourn with you as part of my past and life is gone...and when I come to visit in the Fall, I expect to see Lorrie and Lisa and I expect a big hug to hold me and to share my tears. I am sorry I am not with you there now. Jeanne, I don't ever know when I will see you or hear from you, but you are always in my heart like a sister, you know that!
I have memories of Canada and camping and fishing and traveling and swimming and boating and campfires and old tents and guitar playing from both our dads around the campfire, of holidays shared and running across the fields to see each other. Memories of Rockport jeep wheeling and boating to the "haunted house". I wouldn't give them up for the world. I love you.
Jim, shine on. I am so glad you took communion and are with Sarah now. Please keep your spirit around so we know you are still with us. Protect and guide us from above.
Kati Meek
July 24th 2012
To the daughters of Jim, congratulations on having a truly great man as your father. Almost a decade ago I got the bug to learn to split stone. A few calls around towm and I learned that James Geddert was the best, and maybe the last. In spite of my being a GURL, and an old one at that, Jim took on my education, coaching me to select good stones, on how to find the grain, how to coax the stone to split, when to give up and when to persist. He even loaned me one of his hammers and coached the selection of my own. What a gift to have known him, to watch him lay stone with an artist's eye, to have been a student of his. May he rest in peace, may his family find peace. Kati
Debbie Cook
July 23rd 2012
Pops ..was a man who always was smiling .....his smile and laugh always made me smile and laugh ......."PANCAKES "........One of the funnniest thing him and ever said to each ..."PANCAKES "......Go be a Angel and shine down on the rest of us .....Rest in Peace Pops Love You ........
Marlena
July 31st 2012
Papa, i miss you more then words could explain! You and Nana are both in a better place! And one day i will see you both soon! Until then i will raise my son and tell him how he had the greatest grandparent's in the whole world!! Papa, i will teach him how to hunt and fish!! And nana i will do my best to make sure that he is a well manerd boy!! I LOVE YOU BOTH SO VERY MUCH!! and think about you all the time!! May the two of you rest in peace.. love you!!
Susie (Laundry) Bahnsen
July 25th 2012
To Lisa, Lorrie, and Jeanne,
I love you and my heart goes out to you at this time. I feel that I know you all pretty well, as our family stories are intertwined from the beginning. We have such secrets and memories and today, now, as your dad's service is going on at Immanuel Lutheran Church, I rejoice with you that he is in God's embrace.
Now the time of healing and forgiving and loving must take place to honor your mom and dad. I pray you each find peace and hold on to each other in love, that's why you are sisters.
I know your dad had two sides; a strict, hard, no-nonsense side and a soft hearted side. I just want to tell you that he and Lorrie were a God-send to me when I was diagnosed with cancer. My visits with him and my phone calls lifted my spirits as I lay in the throw of chemo, baldness, nausea, radiation, hopelessness, fear. He had just gone through a lot of that and we understood so much; so many unspoken thoughts also about the fears that unexpected turns in our lives give us.
After your mom died, he seemed to turn into a regular Betty Crocker. He shared his pickle recipe with me and his garden was the pride of his days. I gulp when I remember him saying, "I don't know how long I will be here, Susie, but when you come in the Fall, come eat from my garden." He expressed how excited he was that Lisa came to help him in the garden this year.
I called him on his birthday this year and he told me that the cancer had spread and no more treatment was possible. I called him six days before he died. He sounded tired, but he still found time to talk to me. He answered questions about his garden and was upbeat. He told me Hospice was visiting him and how grateful he was that Lorrie was with him always. When I asked how he was, he said he was still able to bathe himself, but that the cane and wheelchair "weren't doing much good" and he couldn't get around like he wanted to. He told me, "Susie, I don't think I am going to last much longer. I am so tired." He had just seen Granddaughter, Marlena, and the new great-grandson. He was so tickled about that. It made him so happy.
Anyway, this website is wonderful. The story of his life is wonderful. The pictures are great. I mourn with you as part of my past and life is gone...and when I come to visit in the Fall, I expect to see Lorrie and Lisa and I expect a big hug to hold me and to share my tears. I am sorry I am not with you there now. Jeanne, I don't ever know when I will see you or hear from you, but you are always in my heart like a sister, you know that!
I have memories of Canada and camping and fishing and traveling and swimming and boating and campfires and old tents and guitar playing from both our dads around the campfire, of holidays shared and running across the fields to see each other. Memories of Rockport jeep wheeling and boating to the "haunted house". I wouldn't give them up for the world. I love you.
Jim, shine on. I am so glad you took communion and are with Sarah now. Please keep your spirit around so we know you are still with us. Protect and guide us from above.
Kati Meek
July 24th 2012
To the daughters of Jim, congratulations on having a truly great man as your father. Almost a decade ago I got the bug to learn to split stone. A few calls around towm and I learned that James Geddert was the best, and maybe the last. In spite of my being a GURL, and an old one at that, Jim took on my education, coaching me to select good stones, on how to find the grain, how to coax the stone to split, when to give up and when to persist. He even loaned me one of his hammers and coached the selection of my own. What a gift to have known him, to watch him lay stone with an artist's eye, to have been a student of his. May he rest in peace, may his family find peace. Kati
Debbie Cook
July 23rd 2012
Pops ..was a man who always was smiling .....his smile and laugh always made me smile and laugh ......."PANCAKES "........One of the funnniest thing him and ever said to each ..."PANCAKES "......Go be a Angel and shine down on the rest of us .....Rest in Peace Pops Love You ........
