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June Marie Sanders ✵ 1930-1996 

Name at birth:    June Marie Thigpen 
Date of birth:    August 12, 1930 
Place of birth:   Detroit, Michigan, USA 
Date of death:    June 10, 1996 
Place of death:   Mercy Hospital, Detroit, Michigan 
Place of burial:  Her own home, 5056 Cooper Detroit, Michigan

Submitted by: Venus Sanders (Almalthea@aol.com)

Beloved wife of Arthur Sanders, Mother of Robert and Venus, Grandmother (nanny) to Remecco, Shalun and Corrinne. A Beautiful, sweet, kind, gracious and loving lady that will be greatly missed by her friends and family.

She asked to be placed on this because her daughter, Venus was just teaching her about the internet and computers. She was just discovering this new world and learning it, before she was given relief from this life.

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John S. Samarziya ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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HAUSYMOM@aol.com
08 February, 2000
Mom misses you and wishes you were here to keep her company and warm up the bed on the cold winter nights. I miss you too, pop!!! Hope your having a good time with the angels. Love Eve and Me

Mildred Samarziya (milsam@gogebic.cc.mi.us)
30 March, 1999
Still loving you and missing you. May you rest in peace. Almost time for the pussy willows to bloom. Wish you were here.
From your wife and children.

22 September, 1998
Miss ‘ya, Pop. We love you. Watch over us.
From Don and Sharon.

michael samarziya (michaels@ameritech.net)
22 September, 1998
To my dear Uncle John, the man who showed me how to fish. Thank you Uncle, I miss you so.
Love
Mike Samarziya

Just a small token to the Uncle I miss. Thank you for teaching me the simple pleasures of life.
Mike Samarziya

Dan Chupinsky (danc@ace-tex.com)
20 September, 1998
Our times together were few and far between but I recall a ride to your back 40 which seemed a world away and your watchful eye while we were pulled along on the Powderhorn tow rope. Rest in peace Uncle John.

Do not stand by my grave and weep…..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am a diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning hush,
I am the swift upflinging rush
of quiet birds’ circling flight.
I am the soft star shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry….
I am not there
I did not die.
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John S. Samarziya ✵ 1919-1998

John S. Samarziya

Name at birth:  John S. Samarziya
Date of birth:  31 December 1919
Place of birth:  Bessemer MI USA
Date of death:  11 January 1998
Place of death:  Bessemer MI USA
Resting place:  Hillcrest Cemetery Bessemer MI USA
Submitted by:  Dan Chupinsky   (dchup@flash.net)

 

 

John was a simple man with simple pleasures. He enjoyed friends and relatives. He liked to garden and cut firewood from the 40 acres his father owned. He stopped at the local tavern for a glass of beer after a day in the iron mines in the Gogebic Range. When the ravages of time crippled his body, he found pleasure in a day of fishing, or a long ride through the country he loved in the Upper Penninsula of Michigan.

He was a cook in the Navy during WW2, an iron miner in the mines in and around Bessemer. He ran the machinery at Big Powderhorn Ski Hill, and in the summer, he could be found on a lawnmower cutting grass. John is missed by more friends and relatives than he could recall if he were put to the test.

Rest in peace, John.

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Tony Ruffer ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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“tomsuesummy” (tssummy@email.msn.com)
31 July, 1999
These are the first Flowers I have ever left in the Cemetery. I was browsing through and read the sweet Memorial from your Family, Anthony….I also noticed that there were no Flowers for you. That gave me a hauntingly sad feeling. And so I leave Flowers and Love for you Anthony. You died so young. That’s what brought me to you….your youth…I have a son named Anthony too, he’s going to be 34 yrs old tomorrow. I nearly lost him in 1989 from a near fatal drug overdose. He didn’t die, but he is permanently brain damaged and once more he is my “little boy”…. I thank God that He spared his life. My heart goes out to your family, Anthony…How they must long for you….your strong arms to hold them just one more time….just the sound of your sweet voice one more time…..to hear your laughter one more time…. O, the things that we ponder in our hearts after we’ve lost a loved one…. We re-live our lives with them over and over again……never wanting it to end anymore… Your dear young life was so worthwhile….I don’t know how you died…but it really doesn’t matter….we all love you. Please know, dear Anthony, that your short life had purpose and meaning….and it will go on having purpose and meaning…for every life, however short or long was meant to be in God’s Great Scheme of Things… Your death has affected me….I am diminished some because you are no longer here….because there is a family and friends who miss you so….and that affects me. That God chose to give you life is the Greatest Honor or all…I’m sure you tried to live your life in such a way as to bring love and caring to others around you. Your life means something to me, Anthony. Fifteen months ago my little 21 month old Grandson, Andrew, was killed by a car running over him. His short little life has touched me in a way that no other has. Because of him, Anthony, I have learned to value life….to treasure it….for life is very fragile and we don’t know how long we have. So it is my gift to Andrew and to you, my young friend, to live my life with intensity and passion and unselfish love for everyone around me. If you see my little Andrew….will you run and play with him??….Will you roll down hills with him and let him climb up into your lap and love you…..? For Andrew loved everyone. May you rest now in peace….The Peace that only God can give….He loves you and He is taking care of your family. They are in my prayers….. Rock Baby Andrew to sleep tonite, Anthony, for he has a lot of love to give you….May God Bless you and your Precious Family…and I, too, send you my Love…. Held By God’s Love and Grace… Susan Summy

Tony Ruffer ✵ 1970-1995 

Name at birth:    Anthony Andreas Ruffer 
Date of birth:    25/07/70   
Place of birth:   New Westminster, BC. Canada 
Date of death:    21/08/1995 
Place of death:   White Rock, BC, Canada 
Place of burial:  Tony was cremated in White Rock, BC.
                  His ashes were placed in the ocean.

Submitted by: Angela and Petra Ruffer (exec@whistlerweb.com)

Requiem For Tony

Although we mourn his passing
Let us celebrate his life, Remembering all the good times
Of which his years were rife.

He had not an enemy,
For he made of each a friend,
He was a young free spirit,
Let not his memory end.

He so loved the great outdoors,
The high mountains and the seas,
His life shall be remembered
In the waves and in the trees.

And now we here are gathered
On the constant rolling sea
To let the winds and waves he loved
Care for him in eternity.

For Angela, Horst and Petra.
Tony, my Son we miss you so deeply, every day. forever Mom.
You are forever missed by: your Mom, your Dad, Your Sister Petra; Your Oma Hartl, und Oma Ruffer, Your Tante Beate, Tante Mary, Tante Sonya, Tante Ursula, Tante Irene, Onkel Richard, Onkel Otto, Onkel Franz, Onkel Heinz, Onkel Peter Ruffer, onkel Peter Kaufman, Cousin Rick, Cousin Heidi, Cousin Tina, Cousin Richy, Cousin Tommy, Cousin Chad and Cousin Ina.

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Georgia Elizabeth Rudd ✵ 1917-1995 

Name at birth:    GEORGIA ELIZABETH WITCHER 
Date of birth:    9-24-1917 
Place of birth:   MERTZON, [ IRAAN COUNTY ] TEXAS 
Date of death:    12-10-95 
Place of death:   LINDEN, [ CASS COUNTY ] TEXAS 
Place of burial:  LINDEN, TEXAS

Submitted by: ELIZABETH KANE-ALFF (talffgeo@hotmail.com)

MY BELOVED MOTHER…RAISED FOUR SONS AND ONE DAUGHTER, IS NOW ASLEEP IN THE ARMS OF JESUS

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William Howard Ross ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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P. A. Ross Costantini (Bargello19@aol.com)
01 January, 1999
A beautiful and loving tribute to an exceptional man. I am researching my Ross relatives who settled in VT after the Revolutionary War. One brother went to Ohio. Do you know anything about Mr. Ross’s ancestors?

JWLEVAN@aol.com
Thu, 28 Mar 1996

I was interested to see if anyone was listed from Wayne Co. I grew up in Orrville and lived in Wooster for a period of time. While I did not know Mr. Ross he obviously contributed much to the community. It is wonderful to find a portrait of such a fine man to represent the Wooster Community.

Lena Peters (cpeters@colby.ixks.com)
Sun, 04 Feb 1996

My grandmother’s maiden name was Ross and I have researched many of the Ross families in the United States. I’m always interested in visiting another Ross family. From the Kentucky, Iowa, Kansas Ross decendants, our sympathies in your loss of your grandfather. What a wonderful memory he has left to you!!!

Sergio Mannheimer, sergionm@embratel.net.br
Sun, 22 Oct 95

Rest in peace. May god bless all your descendents.
signed: The Mannheimers. Brazil.

“E. Mitchell”, the_phoneman@earthlink.net
Wed, 18 Oct 95

May his crown shine brightly in the firmament of heaven.

david carr, david.carr@usa.nai.net
Tue, 17 Nov 95

I enjoyed reading your eulogy. Mr, Ross had a full and happy life, and a wonderful family.

Rest in Peace,

Dave

William Howard Ross ✵ 1879-1966

William Howard Ross

Name at birth:  William Howard Ross
Date of birth:  18 09 1879
Place of birth:  Holmes County, Ohio, USA
Date of death:  18 06 1966
Place of death:  Wooster, Ohio, USA
Resting place:  Wooster, Ohio, USA
Submitted by:  Margaret G. Brauer nee Hawken   (brauer@interaccess.com)

 

 

I remember my grandfather as a wise and compasionate man who provided consistency and a sense of security to my childhood. He also taught me the value of hard work and perserverance and instilled an appreciation for education. The notes below are based upon a paper written by my uncle, Ford Ross, entitled “Reflections of half a century of change”.

His father was a school teacher and his mother also taught school until her marriage. When he was 13, his father died leaving his mother a few acres of land and little else. His formal education consisted mostly of the eight grades at the nearby one-room country school, but before many years, after a term at ADA (now Ohio Northern University), he was teaching the school himself, as well as raising strawberries to sell and helping his brother raise food crops for home use. He had a good memory, a quick mind, and a natural talent for public speaking, which he sharpened at community debates at the school and at political rallies. After a few years of teaching, he had saved enough money for one year of law school at the Northern Indiana Law School at Val Paraiso. He always said that he went there instead of William and Mary because he didn’t have to change trains to get there. He could get on a Pennsylvania train at Shreve and get off at Val Paraiso. With intensive work and perhaps equally intensive persuasion he received a degree after one year instead of the usual two and after passing the Ohio bar examination was admitted to the Bar in 1903 at the age of 24. Then, being doubtful of his ability to make a living at his intended profession, he taught school again and then became a partner in a grocery store in Shreve before finally opening a law office in Shreve in 1906 having acquired a wife and daughter in the mean time. He also had a real estate liscence and with the aid of some commisions managed to make a living.

Court proceedings were a form of public entertainment. Since there was no television, people had to settle for the real thing and many a farmer on a trip to town spent a few hours as a spectator in the court room. His talent soon came to the attention of older lawyers and he was invited to join a prestigious firm in Wooster (Smyser, Weygandt and Wiser). Through hard work during this time they built up a substantial practice. Notwithstanding his modest background and limited education, he was comfortable with all classes of people and represented many leading citizens in their personal and business affairs, as well as corporations such as the electric company, the gas company and the railroads.

He always took to heart other peoples troubles and he worked very hard at his profession until he attained the age of 50. Then, on the advice of his physician, as he stated, “I ceased working so hard, and from that time on, I did just what I wanted to do.” He lived to be 86 years old.

Your loving grand-daughter,

Margaret

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