February 4, 2019
It's been two years since I wrote a
letter. I won't bore you with two years of boring stuff and there
will be plenty to share with just one year of happenings. Our lives
have changed drastically and I will probably share “feelings”
along with events.
In February 2018 John and I flew to
Phoenix to drive a truck back that we had bought there. We enjoyed
our time there with my parents, brother and his family as well as
other family and friends. When we left I felt so uneasy, couldn't
place what it was, but it bothered me. Something just seemed sad
somehow.
On our way to CO we stopped at Four
Corners. Forty one years ago we visited there on our honeymoon. Then
it was just a marker in the ground, now they have little booths in
all four states around the marker where Natives can sell their
crafts, etc. We spent a long weekend with our daughter Suzanna and
Dave Weaver family. Dave does masonry for a living, Suzanna home
schools the four older children; Erika 14, Amy 12, Kara 10, Derek 8.
The two foster children are two and one. Dave's moved from Westcliffe
to Salida in January 2018 with hopes to start a church in that area.
We arrived home March 13. The next
month there was only the weather and cold to report. April 15 church
was canceled due to snow. April 19 at 1:30 a.m. the phone rang. My
brother Cornelius told me they were on their way over to our parents,
because Dad (Jake Coblentz) had a severe headache and Mom (Mary) had
called the ambulance. By the time Cornelius’s arrived at the folks
they were in the process of getting Dad to the ambulance. Mom went
with Cornelius’s to the hospital where they were directed to
admissions. They kept asking to go see Dad but were refused. One time
they saw someone go into ER and followed. They saw Dad and he gave
them his little smile, unable to speak because of tubes in his
throat. That was the last there was any eye response from Dad. After
hours of testing, etc., you know how it is, he was put in ICU with a
hemorrhagic stroke.
Around 5:00 that same afternoon, John,
Verena, Elliot and myself were headed to Minneapolis where we caught
a plane to Phoenix. We got there about midnight. Jerry Coblentz had
already picked up our daughter Laura Beth at another airport when she
flew in from MT. Mom was waiting for us at home and she went with us
to the hospital.
Cornelius and his family had been with
Dad since he was admitted early Thursday morning. We stayed with Dad
so they could go home and rest. Dad did know us when we would talk to
him but he couldn't see anymore, even thought he opened his eyes. He
raised his left arm when we talked to him. Gary and Tabitha arrived
Friday afternoon. Saturday morning we met with the Drs. who explained
what was happening to Dad and the outlook was not good. As a family
we decided we wanted to take Dad home and care for him. By Saturday
afternoon two more of our girls had arrived along with more of
Tabitha's children and we thought we could care for Dad around the
clock.
April 21 they brought Dad home and the
clock played the six o'clock hour as they wheeled him in. We were
taught how to give Dad his meds, how to turn him and change sheets,
all that goes with it. Later that night Dave Weavers arrived from CO.
Dave flew home early Sunday morning while Suzanna and the children
stayed with us.
One night while John and I were on
duty Mom came out and talked to Dad a bit before heading back to bed.
As soon as she walked away Dad became very agitated. Even now that
makes me cry. He knew the love of his life and was not happy when she
walked away!
Tuesday April 24 the nurse came and
showed us how to give Dad a bath. A few minutes before noon I went to
Dad and told him I was going to give his meds so he would be more
comfortable. Immediately he opened his eyes wide. I called for Mom
and asked Dad if he could see Jesus. Everyone was called in the house
and as the clock played the 12:00 hour he passed from this life to
the next. All the family that was at the house was in the room when
all this took place, even Dad's brother Menno. We call it a miracle
that everyone was at the house because with so many around there was
someone going here or there almost all the time. The funeral was
April 28. One week after Dad passed May 1 was the folks 61st
anniversary. Slowly everyone left for their homes and back to work. I
stayed with Mom until we flew to Minneapolis May 9.
The morning of May 7 as we were
preparing to take Jacob and his two children to the airport for their
flight to Africa Mom's sister Dee called and said her husband Reuben
had just passed away. What a shock! They had been in Phoenix for
Dad's funeral but Reuben wasn't well when he flew home April 30. He
had been in the hospital with double pneumonia and COPD. They had
their 49th anniversary the day after he passed.
From MN we made our way to IN for
Reuben's funeral May 12, exactly two weeks after Dad's.
In June we, along with Mary, traveled
to IN for the wedding of Ben Lattin, a man from church, to Rachelle
Gingerich.
The first week of July was the Mahlon
Gingerich reunion. Our house was filled with guests and there were
many pleasant hours of visiting, playing games and eating. Only one
of John's six siblings was unable to come this year.
We attended the annual Coblentz
reunion July 14 and spent our nights at Loyal and Ann Mast's.
July 12 our 23rd grandchild
was born to Jacob and Janice Gingerich in Kenya, Africa. John Michael
has two sisters and four brothers. Sadly, we have not yet held this
little one. We just learned that Jacobs plan to come back to the
states permanently in May!!!
July 24 we learned that my brother
Cornelius had a tumor on the end of the esophagus where it meets the
stomach. It was three months to the day that Dad had passed. What a
shock!
August 2 we took Mom and John's folks
Mahlon and Laura to MN for the weekend. We stopped in Boyceville, WI
for the night. Mom stayed with friends Addison Benders, Mahlons
stayed with Amos Kauffman's. John and I had a gift certificate for a
B&B we used that night.
Two weeks later we again went to MN.
This time Mom and I were in her van and John was driving the truck
pulling the camper. We met my sister Tabitha, her husband Gary and
their daughter Loretta at our daughter RoseMarie and Brian Millers.
August 18 Gary's and Mom left for SD driving Loretta's car and Mom's
van. Loretta stayed in SD to teach school while Gary's and Mom went
to TX with her van.
Brian and RoseMarie have five
children, Carlin 9, Austin 8, Eva 6, Tina 4, Trevor 1½. Brian, along
with his brother Karl and cousin Jeff Chupp, own a roofing business
and last year started a metal business. Brian's live in the country,
close to Grove City, MN, raise a few calves and a big garden.
Mary Emma and Jeff Chupp also live
near Grove City on a little farm with a big yard to mow where Jeff
can fly his model planes. Mary Emma is doing well. We are so thankful
for her continued healing.
August 28 our 24th
grandchild was born to James and Verena Beckel that live in Spooner.
James Jared Ray has one brother, Elliot. James works carpentry,
framing and spray foam insulation.
October 4 Cornelius and Andrea made
the first trip to Germany for cancer treatment. They have since made
two more trips back for targeted chemo. The January trip they learned
the tumor had shrunk more than one third. Praise the Lord! They are
hoping to avoid surgery to remove it since it is a very invasive
surgery with months of healing time.
The first weekend of October we took
John's folks, Mahlon and Laura, to OH for a granddaughter's wedding.
We stopped in IN overnight going and coming.
November 21 grandchild 25 arrived at
Lee and Laura Beth Weaver's in MT. Tiffany Lou has one brother and
three sisters. Lee has a grain bin business and can do masonry work
also. We haven't seen this little one yet either.
December 13 I flew to Phoenix to spend
time with my Mom. It was healing for me to be with Mom and
Cornelius’s family, adjusting to the empty spot in our family. John
joined me December 19 with Dave Weavers arriving December 21. One day
Cornelius’s, Mom, and us went to the mortuary to order a
gravestone. That was a tough day and we're happy to have that over
with.
We flew home December 28 in time to
visit with John's brother and family before they left for their homes
in Canada and IN. They had come to spend Christmas with the folks.
January 5 John got the call that
Millie, 96, was found outside in the snow. Oh my! They think she had
gone out about five a.m. and wasn't found until about nine that
morning. She was in her nightgown. She had gone out the front door,
across the driveway around to the far side of the garage. John has
been mowing her lawn, doing snow removal, etc for quite a few years.
Her passing was hard for John.
John is still maintenance man at the
local grocery store. He does everything from changing filters on
furnaces and pop machines to unplugging toilets. He keeps the carts
in good running condition, changes light bulbs, fixes dishwashers and
puts new tiles on the floor. He can't just go into other stores to
shop; he evaluates the lighting, the squeaky carts, and checks prices
on food items.
Our reunion August 2017
At Four Corners March 2018