At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I’ve grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.
~ Chris Van Allsburg, The Polar Express
There are things about you quite unlike any other.
Things always known by your father or mother.
So if you decide to be different one day,
no worries . . . I’d know you anyway.
~ Nancy Tillman, I’d Know You Anywhere, My Love
ISHPEMING, MI – Ruth E. Rogers, formerly of Ishpeming, passed away at Teal Lake Senior Living in Negaunee on December 4, 2015.
Ruth was born on February 5, 1918 to William and Jennie (Johnson) Quayle of Ishpeming. She was a 1937 graduate of the Ishpeming High School. Ruth worked as a secretary at the H.W. Gossard Company in Ishpeming.
Ruth met her future husband Clifton, at a church picnic at “Champion Beach”. They were married on January 9, 1943 at the Wesley United Methodist Church. Many children were taught by Ruth in Sunday School where she was a teacher for 14 years. She was also a plane spotter on the roof of the Marquette County Road Commission building in Ishpeming during World War II. Ruth and Clifton moved to Houghton in 1960, where they lived for 25 years. Ruth was active on many committees at Grace United Methodist Church in Houghton. Also, while in Houghton, Ruth served on the Charter Commission when Houghton became a city, was on the board for the Youth Center and helped raise money for the renovation. She tutored at a school in Lake Linden for special education. She was a member of the Portage Hospital Auxiliary and the Bell Hospital Auxiliary, member of the Order of Eastern Star, a Girl Scout leader, and one of the first organizers of the Mother’s March of Dimes. Ruth was also in the Women’s Society of both Grace and Wesley United Methodist Churches.
Ruth liked playing cards, crossword puzzles, watching softball games, traveling after retirement, and was an avid reader and Packer fan. Mostly, she loved spending time with her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Her family was her pride and joy. She was very social and loved people and would do anything for someone else.
Ruth is survived by 2 children – Terry (Roberta) Rogers of Traverse City and Barbara (Jon) Palomaki of Ishpeming, 4 grandchildren – Tim (Olivia) Palomaki of Ishpeming, Chris (Lindsey) Rogers of Traverse City, Jennifer (Zach) Quayle of Champion, and Katy (fiance, Taylor Kloosterman) Rogers of Traverse City, 6 great-grandchildren – Fiona, Harvey, Trygg, Posey, Carson, and Sawyer. She is also survived by a sister, Agnes Peterson of Ishpeming and a brother-in-law, Keith Rogers in Wisconsin and numerous nieces and nephews.
She was preceded in death by her parents, her husband, Clifton, and 10 brothers and sisters, Hub, Norman, Florence, Billy, Jennie, Mecca, Weenie, Bodie, Maunie, and Art.
The family would like to thank Traverse Manor in Traverse City, Brookridge Heights in Marquette, and Teal Lake Senior Living, and UP Home Health and Hospice for the excellent care that was given to Mom.
A memorial service will be held at the Wesley United Methodist Church in Ishpeming on Saturday, December 12, 2015 at 3:00 PM. with Pastor J.J. Mannschreck to officiate. Interment will take place at the Wesley United Methodist Church Memorial Garden. The family will greet visitors from 2:00 PM Saturday until the time of service. There will be a light lunch following the service.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be directed to the Wesley United Methodist Church Memorial Fund.
The Swanson-Lundquist Funeral Home is serving the family, where condolences may be expressed online at swansonlundquistfuneralhome.com.
Carson is all smiles lately. He’s started rolling over from his tummy to his back, and is reaching for everything to put in his mouth. It’s really fun to watch him feel things out – from baby toys to blankets. He’ll also spot you across the room and smile.
Harvey likes bouncing a bouncy ball around the empty bathtub after his baths. It’s like a wild race track ride for the ball, and makes for lots of laughs.
We build Lincoln log towers and had Thanksgiving supper at the John and Nancy Fruit & Nut Farm and then capped the day with gingerbread house decorating at Grandma and Grandpa R’s. Harvey and Carson’s house won, “most creative.” Katy and Taylor took home the “decorating excellence” award for the second straight year.
On Friday, we found three perfect Christmas trees (for each of our respective houses) and then proceeded to decorate the whole house.
I went to the UM v OSU game on Saturday, and explored campus with Zack. It’s changing more and more, and the feeling of “it was just yesterday” is fading a bit.
I’m embracing the mantra, “Have fun golfing.” My last four rounds include a back-yard course, a tough man event, a round with dad, and six holes with hickories.
Dad and I skipped out last Wednesday for our annual nine holes, which is usually played on Father’s Day. The afternoon was the middle of a 70s-in-November stretch of perfect weather. The leaves were down and it was windy. If was a fun round, and we both agreed that we should play more often and add in Lindsey and the boys sometimes.
This afternoon, Dan and I played a half-dozen holes while Lindsey and Peg played with Harvey and Carson. It was cool and breezy, but there wasn’t a cloud in the sky … and only two other golfers on the course. I had fun playing with the hickories and finished with a couple pars after figuring them out (again)! I’d like to play with them more often next year.
Here’s a link to the Nightmare on Union Street event from a couple weeks ago.
Harvey likes to hold hems . . . his own or anyone else’s. Feeling the texture of the thread and shirt edge must be a tactile comfort.
A reminder for our memories.
“In the past, we used to think that front hole locations were more difficult when they were protected by hazards,” he says. “But today, players hit the ball so high and they impart so much spin, getting the ball to those locations is not so difficult . . .
“Often, it is hole locations at the back or the corners of the greens that are most difficult because players want to fly the ball, even beyond the flag, and spin it back.
The following content is from my first website, which I created while at the University of Michigan . . . sometime in 2003 or 2004. They are taking the web hosting offline as of October 30, 2015, so I’m posting the content here to save it.
Climbing in Nevada between time at the poker tables.
From the page of the website titled, “GOLF THOUGHTS”:
I started golfing when I was nine years old. My dad took me to the local junior golf lesson camp and I was instantly hooked. The next year I played in a few nine hole tournaments, which was fun except for having to talk to the other kids in the group. Eventually, the interest grew into obsession and throughout high school I ate, breathed and played golf. Golf is more casual now, though I plan to play in a few tournaments this upcoming summer.
I had the pleasure of playing the Valley High C. C. on this beautiful 71° sunny October Sunday. Ed and Tyler had played before, but Brandon and I we’re seeing the unique 9-hole golf course for the first time. We played once to record individual scores (35 for me) and again for scramble scores (25 for team Brandon & Chris; 24 for team Ed & Tyler … the champs!). Even after one round I gained a tremendous amount of knowledge on where not to go. Great fun! Here are some pictures.
Actual yardage, 123 yards. Below, looking from the first tee to green.
Hole 4 tee shot, 49 yards. A fat half sand wedge works well. Next is a shot from over the green. The penalty for going long is a second shot much longer than the tee shot.
Beautiful view of Lake Michigan. If you look closely, you can see Gull Island and the stone fireplace ruins of the old Ustick house where many cherry pies were baked in the late 1930s. Here’s a link to the full story.
Above, Ed and Brandon putting on the 6th green. I’m wearing my souvenir hat.
Looking across the 8th green, down to the 9th green. Clubhouse behind; range to the right.
Lindsey and I ran the Devil’s Dive 5k on Old Mission Peninsula this morning. I finished in 32 minutes; she, just under 38. It was a beautiful, cool, windy morning. The views of West Bay were a treat and almost completely distracted me from the tough uphill finish.
We woke and bundled the boys early this morning and shipped off to Empire Beach, Empire, MI. It was cold and windy when we arrived. Lindsey ran the 5k race while I played in the sand with Harvey and used Carson (“The Furnace”) to keep me warm. Before Lindsey returned, we sought the comfort of the Escape and then lined up to greet Lindsey as she beat her goal and crossed the finish line in under 40 minutes! After a warm-up breakfast at the Good Harbor Grill in Glen Arbor, we picked up donuts and apples at Gallagher’s Farm Market on M-72 and headed home. Fun morning!