|Birth: ||Jul. 1, 1975|
|Death: ||Nov. 26, 1994|
Casey, my cousin, is the son of Bill and Ruth (Miller) Rotramel and the brother of Allison (Kurt) Meyer. Casey was only 19 when he passed away. Casey was a star player on the Fennimore High School football team and Homecoming King. He enjoyed all sorts of outdoor activites, like hunting and snowmobiling. Casey had many true friends. He is deeply missed by his parents, sister, and extended family. His life held so much promise... I miss you, Casey.
Cause of death: car accident
This is the family eulogy that was read at Casey's funeral. I found the typed copy recently.
Casey William Rotramel
Christmas 1974 -- while almost 20 years ago -- seems as clear as yesterday to most of the Miller family. That's because on that day we heard news of a gift that was to change our lives. Ruth, the fourth of 10 children, and Bill, announced that they were expecting a baby. It was to be the first of the next generation, and we were so excited we talked of little else until that gift was finally delivered, July 1, 1975. Waiting outside the delivery room were his dad and Grandma Miller, and waiting near telephones were seven aunts, his uncles, and great aunts and second cousins. Little Casey Bill might have been Ruth and Bill's baby, but he really belonged to all of us.
Our memories of the first years of Casey's life are so clear and precious: He loved trucks and guns and being outside. He was going to be a cowboy, and he often had a cowboy hat perched on his head and wore real cowboy boots. Even then, he took his hunting skills seriously. For a long time, he would protect Grandma's house by shooting the cougars he spotted out in the yard -- he called them "Coo-gaars." He also took pride in the farm, and loved showing visitors everything on the farm he considered important -- "Tasey's" tractor, "Tasey's" stock car, and "Tasey's" barn. Even then he loved dogs, and wanted to name his favorite dog after Grandma Miller. He loved his pony. He was a sweet, smiling boy.
With all the attention he got from his large family, you might think Casey would have become spoiled, but as he grew older just the opposite happened. He and his sister Allison certainly behaved as most sisters and brothers do, but he was a quiet, patient boy. He was so kind to his many younger cousins. At family gatherings, he would try to watch a game on TV, but invariably would end up with a pile of little kids on top of him, because cousin Casey was so much fun. He wrestled with them, and tossed balls and gave them the attention they craved from their oldest cousin.
As he grew into his teens and adulthood, two pastimes became especially important to Casey: Team sports, most notably football and golf, and hunting. He worked hard at these, and did well. He reacted to his athletic achievements with a combination of pride and shyness. When we congratulated him on his football games, he was often embarrassed at the attention, and yet he was proud. In particular, he was honored that his classmates had named him Homecoming King. After high school, raising coon dogs and hunting became even more important to him. Just last week, he bagged a 10-point buck, and was so happy, yet he could hardly wait to get back to coon hunting.
While he seemed so big and strong, there was another side to Casey. We remember him so well last Christmas, our last Christmas together. He took his little cousins for snowmobile rides in the freezing cold, around the yard, again and again. We remember his tenderness holding his youngest cousin, baby Evan. And when his Mom was sick in the past year, we could see the tears and the fear in his eyes.
We love you, Casey, and we always will. Your life was too short. And yet, for the more than 19 years we enjoyed with you, we are thankful, and we celebrate your life as a special gift. You see, when Casey was born on that July day in 1975, his Dad and Grandma were told there were problems with the delivery, and the baby might not make it. He did make it. He was a beautiful and happy baby, who grew into a strong and kind young man. He gave us all so much for nearly 20 years. Each year on his birthday, Grandma Miller said that never has a child given a family as much joy as Casey gave us. Now those words take on an even more special meaning. You will always be part of our lives, Casey. We love you, and we will never forget you.
Casey was preceeded in death by his paternal grandmother (Ellen Wilson Rotramel), his paternal grandfather (David Rotramel), his maternal grandfather (Byron Miller), an uncle (Ernest Miller), and a cousin (Baby Larry Riechers). One of his maternal aunts (Sharon Calhoun), has since passed away.
Stitzer United Methodist Church Cemetery
Created by: Jennifer
Record added: Feb 28, 2006
Find A Grave Memorial# 13486077