Sunday May 1st, in worship was the first time I had seen Marge Vowles since her husband, Earnest’s death on March 18th. I got to thinking that I had not written an article about a life to be remembered…Ernie’s. I could give several excuses for the delay of writing, but when I was in the army and had to report an action to my superior, the reply was to be, “NO EXCUSE SIR!”. So, lets go on with the story.
I called Marge and she just wanted to talk. The time of day was close to her appointment so she talked fast. I wish that I knew shorthand. I missed some of the information, but I did get the important parts. Marge named about four different health problems that Ernie had and I missed all four of them, so the safest thing to say is, Ernie was in poor health. Ernie and Marge sat in the very northeast corner of the sanctuary. Often during Ernie’s last days, Marge was by herself. Ernie just did not feel like coming to worship, but he was there in spirit.
Born in Bristol, England, Ernie came stateside at the age of 12. Later he served his country in the army, for four years. As a civilian, he was a trucking company clerk for 25 years, listening to customers complaints about their damaged freight.
In his prime years, Ernie weighed over 200 pounds. In the not so good years he withered to skin and bones. For some time, he wanted God to take hi, and Marge even prayed the same message. She began to doubt if there was even a God who would let Ernie suffer so. Ernie passed away with no pain, so maybe God was waiting for a painless day for Ernie’s homecoming.
On March 17th, one of their daughters prepared corned beef and cabbage. This is the same day that Ernie was admitted to the hospital E.R. The following day, he went onto Hospice and passed on the 18th.
Marge had a stressful 2 years, 24 – 7. Often death can be a blessing. Sure, we miss Ernie, but not one of us want to go through as Ernie did the past couple of years. My opinion from talking to Marge is, her faith has been restored and she plans on continuing holding down the corner pew on Sundays for worship.
ERNIE, thank you for your years at PEOIRA PRESBYTERIAN AND A BIG THAK YOU TO MARGE FOR BEING A HEALTH CARE WARRIOR, THE PAST COUPLE OF YEARS, FOR THE MAN YOU LOVED.
From Your Church Family, We Love You!
CHARLIE, WE MISS YOU!
If you did not know Charles Dawson, after you read this at least you will know of him. The family has been in our church gamily for maybe a couple of years. The family that we know is Charlie’s wife, Sarah., their daughter, Debbie and her husband, Tome Gilchrist, and Tome and Debbie’s daughter, Emma who is of Jr. High age.
Charlie passed away April 27th, of this year. Up until maybe a couple of months ago, the family held down a pew near the north wall of the sanctuary. Emma is always anxious to sit up front for the children’s sermon and then our the door for Sunday School. Due to poor health, Charlie was not able to attend worship, but the rest came. As time went on, Sarah shared with us that the last days of Charlie’s life were difficult. A sad thing to see is a person with a strong body and the mind failing.
Charlie was raised in Portland, OR. In 1950, he attended Eastern Oregon College in La Grande. That is where he met the love of his life for 63 years, Sarah.
Charlie served his country in the US Navy during the Korean war. After his discharge, he joined Traffic Safety Supply Company in Portland, where he served as president until retiring in 1989. He testified before congress on highway and work zone safety as president of American Traffic Safety Services Association. Charlie had a firm handshake and his smile proved it was his pleasure to meet someone. This is one of the reasons, that made him a successful business man.
Charlie’s greatest joy was his eight grandchildren, his wife, Sarah, a sister, three sons, and daughter, Debbie. It is safe to say that Charlie was loving family man. I missed Charlie’s services, but was told by several people what a good service it was and that his son gave such a good eulogy.
Sarah and Charlie were ordained as Ruling Elders in Tucson. His burial was at the National Cemetery with military honors.
P.P.C. is thankful for the time that Charlie worshipped with us, and he is now at peace with his Lord with a well deserved time of pace without having to worry about traffic safety.
FROM YOUR CHURCH FAMILY, HERE AT P.P.C.,