The family moved to Wabash township, Clark county, Illinois, shortly after his birth, where he has spent his life with the exception of a few years near Terre Haute.
He was united in marriage to Maggie Weaver, September 3, 1911. To this union were born three sons, Herbert of Bloomington, Ind., David of Dennison, and Merle of Indianapolis. Besides the widow and three sons, he is survived by his father and three brothers, Roy of near Terre Haute, Russell and Gordon of near Dresser. Also an uncle, Addison Bland, and a number of other relatives and friends.
Verl was always among the first to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed help. He always greeted one with cheery words, especially children.
He was a devoted husband and loving father and was so kind to his afflicted father.
Verl will long be missed by his friends, many of whom depended on him for help in time of need.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me.
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark,
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark,
For though from out our borne of time and place,
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my pilot face to face,
When I have crossed the bar.
The family moved to Wabash township, Clark county, Illinois, shortly after his birth, where he has spent his life with the exception of a few years near Terre Haute.
He was united in marriage to Maggie Weaver, September 3, 1911. To this union were born three sons, Herbert of Bloomington, Ind., David of Dennison, and Merle of Indianapolis. Besides the widow and three sons, he is survived by his father and three brothers, Roy of near Terre Haute, Russell and Gordon of near Dresser. Also an uncle, Addison Bland, and a number of other relatives and friends.
Verl was always among the first to lend a helping hand to anyone who needed help. He always greeted one with cheery words, especially children.
He was a devoted husband and loving father and was so kind to his afflicted father.
Verl will long be missed by his friends, many of whom depended on him for help in time of need.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me.
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark,
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark,
For though from out our borne of time and place,
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my pilot face to face,
When I have crossed the bar.
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