Twin sister of Ruth
Gramma was the person who taught all of us to skate. The most important part was lacing those skates so tight that you almost cut off the blood flow. She still could do the most beautiful spins & figure 8's even into her late 60's.
She made the New Year's bread for the entire family, but she didn't have a recipe written down. It took her grandson, James, multiple tries to get the recipe as she just didn't have the time for "How much is a handful?"
After Grampa died, she could no longer live alone. Due to multiple TIA's, Rachel suffered from both Parkinson's Disease and dementia. For a while, Fran's sons would spend the night at the farm, but it eventually became clear that she was not safe alone. At that point, she moved to her daughter's, Marge's, house.
After my father retired, she was living at our house. One day she insisted that she had to speak to her sister, Ruth, immediately because something was wrong. Finally, my mother called Gladys, who said her mother was sleeping on the porch. She wasn't sleeping. Occasionally we would find her talking on the telephone, and when we asked with whom, she would say "Ruth". Who knows, maybe she was.
When my father became ill, Rachel moved to her youngest daughter's, Christine's, house. Chris, Bob and the girls took excellent care of her for many years.
Gramma was the person who taught all of us to skate. The most important part was lacing those skates so tight that you almost cut off the blood flow. She still could do the most beautiful spins & figure 8's even into her late 60's.
She made the New Year's bread for the entire family, but she didn't have a recipe written down. It took her grandson, James, multiple tries to get the recipe as she just didn't have the time for "How much is a handful?"
After Grampa died, she could no longer live alone. Due to multiple TIA's, Rachel suffered from both Parkinson's Disease and dementia. For a while, Fran's sons would spend the night at the farm, but it eventually became clear that she was not safe alone. At that point, she moved to her daughter's, Marge's, house.
After my father retired, she was living at our house. One day she insisted that she had to speak to her sister, Ruth, immediately because something was wrong. Finally, my mother called Gladys, who said her mother was sleeping on the porch. She wasn't sleeping. Occasionally we would find her talking on the telephone, and when we asked with whom, she would say "Ruth". Who knows, maybe she was.
When my father became ill, Rachel moved to her youngest daughter's, Christine's, house. Chris, Bob and the girls took excellent care of her for many years.
Twin sister of Ruth
Gramma was the person who taught all of us to skate. The most important part was lacing those skates so tight that you almost cut off the blood flow. She still could do the most beautiful spins & figure 8's even into her late 60's.
She made the New Year's bread for the entire family, but she didn't have a recipe written down. It took her grandson, James, multiple tries to get the recipe as she just didn't have the time for "How much is a handful?"
After Grampa died, she could no longer live alone. Due to multiple TIA's, Rachel suffered from both Parkinson's Disease and dementia. For a while, Fran's sons would spend the night at the farm, but it eventually became clear that she was not safe alone. At that point, she moved to her daughter's, Marge's, house.
After my father retired, she was living at our house. One day she insisted that she had to speak to her sister, Ruth, immediately because something was wrong. Finally, my mother called Gladys, who said her mother was sleeping on the porch. She wasn't sleeping. Occasionally we would find her talking on the telephone, and when we asked with whom, she would say "Ruth". Who knows, maybe she was.
When my father became ill, Rachel moved to her youngest daughter's, Christine's, house. Chris, Bob and the girls took excellent care of her for many years.
Gramma was the person who taught all of us to skate. The most important part was lacing those skates so tight that you almost cut off the blood flow. She still could do the most beautiful spins & figure 8's even into her late 60's.
She made the New Year's bread for the entire family, but she didn't have a recipe written down. It took her grandson, James, multiple tries to get the recipe as she just didn't have the time for "How much is a handful?"
After Grampa died, she could no longer live alone. Due to multiple TIA's, Rachel suffered from both Parkinson's Disease and dementia. For a while, Fran's sons would spend the night at the farm, but it eventually became clear that she was not safe alone. At that point, she moved to her daughter's, Marge's, house.
After my father retired, she was living at our house. One day she insisted that she had to speak to her sister, Ruth, immediately because something was wrong. Finally, my mother called Gladys, who said her mother was sleeping on the porch. She wasn't sleeping. Occasionally we would find her talking on the telephone, and when we asked with whom, she would say "Ruth". Who knows, maybe she was.
When my father became ill, Rachel moved to her youngest daughter's, Christine's, house. Chris, Bob and the girls took excellent care of her for many years.
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DIEMAND
Jacob Diemand/1852-1927
His Wife/Mary Alliman (no dates)//
Ernest A Diemand/1890-1971
Rachel B Diemand/1896-1981
Francis J Diemand/1918-1999
Bernard C Diemand/Died Oct 2 1921/Age 7 mos
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Richard & his unnamed twin brother also buried here
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