Treasuring a fine German lady
Lori Berglund
As is so often the case, her prayers were not answered until what, at least to mere human souls, seemed to be the last possible moment. She had been praying for something to give her rest. She wanted her funeral to be at the church where she had worshiped the entire 97 years of her life; St. Joseph’s Catholic Church in Duncombe. She wanted Father Tim to say the funeral Mass. She had known him only the last two years of her life, but she thought highly of him as a kind and compassionate soul. And he also made her laugh, which is a gift never to be under estimated. Last Friday morning, that final prayer of my great aunt was fulfilled. Barbara Fetrow was my Grandpa Nilles’ youngest sister. Grandpa was the oldest in a family of 14 (or is that 13) children. Barb was actually closer in age to my Dad, Grandpa’s eldest son, than she was to her own eldest brother. Dad often mentioned “Barb and Gert (another Nilles sister)” and how he needed to get over to Duncombe to visit them.
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