In Loving Memory of Belva Marie Johnson
The last letter to my Grandmother,
Born January 15, 1910 in Drinkwater, Saskatuwan Canada, Belva's parents were Charles and Mary Schultz originally from Lutzenburg, Germany. She was the last born of six older brothers and sisters. The Schultz family moved to the United States in 1912.
Belva married Albert Johnson in 1926, and to them were born three Children, Robert, Velda and Ronald. Mostly the family lived near or on the original Johnson farmstead near Carthage, South Dakota.
Through good times and bad Belva was diligent in holding the family together. When her sons were grown they started a family business. Albert, Bob, and Ronnie each owned semi-trucks. Traveling together they made a convoy hauling grain back and forth to Minnesota. Belva wheeled the steering of one of those trucks with the same fortitude one needed to raise her children during the depression, keep the house a home, work the farm, and cook for the many thrashing crews that helped out in the fields. She remained strong and vigorous her whole life for the sake of the family, as well as being a member of good standing in the Lutheran Church.
Velda had moved to Omaha and went to school, and later got married. Meanwhile, times were tough for those of us still back in South Dakota, and in 1966 it was decided that the whole family would move to Omaha.
It was after that that I was really old enough to remember the times my Grandmother and I shared. She loved her small family and I was glad I was one of those chosen to be really close to her. Yes, she spoiled me, Sherry because I was the first Grandchild, but later on in years when Christal and Heather were born, she loved us all alike. The first thing Grandma did when we came to visit was to make sure we weren't hungry, and even if we had just eaten she fed us again. Grandma was a good cook. Plus, if we cleaned off our plates we could have ice cream. We could play at her house, and she would entertain us the best way she knew.
Grandma and Grandpa's apartment was the hub for special occasions, and holidays. They managed the 500 building in downtown Omaha and things were going good for them. Suddenly, it seemed the Grandchildren were growing up, and now there were five Great Grandchildren Tina, Nancy, Robert, David, and Lauren.
Alone now, Belva moved to an apartment out in western Omaha and even though she were suppose to be retired, she remained the apartment manager there until 1997 at which time Ronnie took her home to live with him in Excelsior Springs, Missouri. Her health was steadily failing and she needed almost constant supervision.
Belva was preceded in death by her husband Albert, her first son Robert, and her one and only daughter Velda. All of her hard work is done now, and we can be assured that my Grandparents are together once again. I know how much they loved each other for over fifty years.
Still, the one thing I am very sure of is that I will miss my Grandma, as I'm sure many of you will do also. I will always hold a special place for Grandma in my heart and I will treasure the special times we had together. I love you Grandma.
The last letter to my Grandmother,
Born January 15, 1910 in Drinkwater, Saskatuwan Canada, Belva's parents were Charles and Mary Schultz originally from Lutzenburg, Germany. She was the last born of six older brothers and sisters. The Schultz family moved to the United States in 1912.
Belva married Albert Johnson in 1926, and to them were born three Children, Robert, Velda and Ronald. Mostly the family lived near or on the original Johnson farmstead near Carthage, South Dakota.
Through good times and bad Belva was diligent in holding the family together. When her sons were grown they started a family business. Albert, Bob, and Ronnie each owned semi-trucks. Traveling together they made a convoy hauling grain back and forth to Minnesota. Belva wheeled the steering of one of those trucks with the same fortitude one needed to raise her children during the depression, keep the house a home, work the farm, and cook for the many thrashing crews that helped out in the fields. She remained strong and vigorous her whole life for the sake of the family, as well as being a member of good standing in the Lutheran Church.
Velda had moved to Omaha and went to school, and later got married. Meanwhile, times were tough for those of us still back in South Dakota, and in 1966 it was decided that the whole family would move to Omaha.
It was after that that I was really old enough to remember the times my Grandmother and I shared. She loved her small family and I was glad I was one of those chosen to be really close to her. Yes, she spoiled me, Sherry because I was the first Grandchild, but later on in years when Christal and Heather were born, she loved us all alike. The first thing Grandma did when we came to visit was to make sure we weren't hungry, and even if we had just eaten she fed us again. Grandma was a good cook. Plus, if we cleaned off our plates we could have ice cream. We could play at her house, and she would entertain us the best way she knew.
Grandma and Grandpa's apartment was the hub for special occasions, and holidays. They managed the 500 building in downtown Omaha and things were going good for them. Suddenly, it seemed the Grandchildren were growing up, and now there were five Great Grandchildren Tina, Nancy, Robert, David, and Lauren.
Alone now, Belva moved to an apartment out in western Omaha and even though she were suppose to be retired, she remained the apartment manager there until 1997 at which time Ronnie took her home to live with him in Excelsior Springs, Missouri. Her health was steadily failing and she needed almost constant supervision.
Belva was preceded in death by her husband Albert, her first son Robert, and her one and only daughter Velda. All of her hard work is done now, and we can be assured that my Grandparents are together once again. I know how much they loved each other for over fifty years.
Still, the one thing I am very sure of is that I will miss my Grandma, as I'm sure many of you will do also. I will always hold a special place for Grandma in my heart and I will treasure the special times we had together. I love you Grandma.
In Loving Memory of Belva Marie Johnson
The last letter to my Grandmother,
Born January 15, 1910 in Drinkwater, Saskatuwan Canada, Belva's parents were Charles and Mary Schultz originally from Lutzenburg, Germany. She was the last born of six older brothers and sisters. The Schultz family moved to the United States in 1912.
Belva married Albert Johnson in 1926, and to them were born three Children, Robert, Velda and Ronald. Mostly the family lived near or on the original Johnson farmstead near Carthage, South Dakota.
Through good times and bad Belva was diligent in holding the family together. When her sons were grown they started a family business. Albert, Bob, and Ronnie each owned semi-trucks. Traveling together they made a convoy hauling grain back and forth to Minnesota. Belva wheeled the steering of one of those trucks with the same fortitude one needed to raise her children during the depression, keep the house a home, work the farm, and cook for the many thrashing crews that helped out in the fields. She remained strong and vigorous her whole life for the sake of the family, as well as being a member of good standing in the Lutheran Church.
Velda had moved to Omaha and went to school, and later got married. Meanwhile, times were tough for those of us still back in South Dakota, and in 1966 it was decided that the whole family would move to Omaha.
It was after that that I was really old enough to remember the times my Grandmother and I shared. She loved her small family and I was glad I was one of those chosen to be really close to her. Yes, she spoiled me, Sherry because I was the first Grandchild, but later on in years when Christal and Heather were born, she loved us all alike. The first thing Grandma did when we came to visit was to make sure we weren't hungry, and even if we had just eaten she fed us again. Grandma was a good cook. Plus, if we cleaned off our plates we could have ice cream. We could play at her house, and she would entertain us the best way she knew.
Grandma and Grandpa's apartment was the hub for special occasions, and holidays. They managed the 500 building in downtown Omaha and things were going good for them. Suddenly, it seemed the Grandchildren were growing up, and now there were five Great Grandchildren Tina, Nancy, Robert, David, and Lauren.
Alone now, Belva moved to an apartment out in western Omaha and even though she were suppose to be retired, she remained the apartment manager there until 1997 at which time Ronnie took her home to live with him in Excelsior Springs, Missouri. Her health was steadily failing and she needed almost constant supervision.
Belva was preceded in death by her husband Albert, her first son Robert, and her one and only daughter Velda. All of her hard work is done now, and we can be assured that my Grandparents are together once again. I know how much they loved each other for over fifty years.
Still, the one thing I am very sure of is that I will miss my Grandma, as I'm sure many of you will do also. I will always hold a special place for Grandma in my heart and I will treasure the special times we had together. I love you Grandma.
The last letter to my Grandmother,
Born January 15, 1910 in Drinkwater, Saskatuwan Canada, Belva's parents were Charles and Mary Schultz originally from Lutzenburg, Germany. She was the last born of six older brothers and sisters. The Schultz family moved to the United States in 1912.
Belva married Albert Johnson in 1926, and to them were born three Children, Robert, Velda and Ronald. Mostly the family lived near or on the original Johnson farmstead near Carthage, South Dakota.
Through good times and bad Belva was diligent in holding the family together. When her sons were grown they started a family business. Albert, Bob, and Ronnie each owned semi-trucks. Traveling together they made a convoy hauling grain back and forth to Minnesota. Belva wheeled the steering of one of those trucks with the same fortitude one needed to raise her children during the depression, keep the house a home, work the farm, and cook for the many thrashing crews that helped out in the fields. She remained strong and vigorous her whole life for the sake of the family, as well as being a member of good standing in the Lutheran Church.
Velda had moved to Omaha and went to school, and later got married. Meanwhile, times were tough for those of us still back in South Dakota, and in 1966 it was decided that the whole family would move to Omaha.
It was after that that I was really old enough to remember the times my Grandmother and I shared. She loved her small family and I was glad I was one of those chosen to be really close to her. Yes, she spoiled me, Sherry because I was the first Grandchild, but later on in years when Christal and Heather were born, she loved us all alike. The first thing Grandma did when we came to visit was to make sure we weren't hungry, and even if we had just eaten she fed us again. Grandma was a good cook. Plus, if we cleaned off our plates we could have ice cream. We could play at her house, and she would entertain us the best way she knew.
Grandma and Grandpa's apartment was the hub for special occasions, and holidays. They managed the 500 building in downtown Omaha and things were going good for them. Suddenly, it seemed the Grandchildren were growing up, and now there were five Great Grandchildren Tina, Nancy, Robert, David, and Lauren.
Alone now, Belva moved to an apartment out in western Omaha and even though she were suppose to be retired, she remained the apartment manager there until 1997 at which time Ronnie took her home to live with him in Excelsior Springs, Missouri. Her health was steadily failing and she needed almost constant supervision.
Belva was preceded in death by her husband Albert, her first son Robert, and her one and only daughter Velda. All of her hard work is done now, and we can be assured that my Grandparents are together once again. I know how much they loved each other for over fifty years.
Still, the one thing I am very sure of is that I will miss my Grandma, as I'm sure many of you will do also. I will always hold a special place for Grandma in my heart and I will treasure the special times we had together. I love you Grandma.
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