I found these on my school computer, probably from last fall when we were working on Dad's book, and decided to upload them. I don't believe anyone living remembers knowing Peter Alexander Klopfenstein, but several of you remember Great-Grandmother Klopfenstein, right? Some memories please? Or just some thoughts about what you've heard over the years of these two?Do you see any resemblance of the current generation(s) to them?
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Well do I remember my Grandma, Sophia; however, as a baby, I was too young to know Grandpa K.
Grandma was pretty much laden with physical slowdown and really had problems moving about. I do well remember her subtil grunts upon sitting down or taking a short walk.
She loved to walk with a hoe in the garden and would be chopping a weed here and there. The garden was adjacent to the outdoor bathroom. There were no sewer pipes. The odor was mean while working in the garden if the wind was from the west--which was most of the time.
Then one Sunday morning, my dad, EJ, came up to the bedroom and said that Grandma had just passed away. (Thinking about it right now could trigger my emotional gears!) She was relieved of aches, pains and anxieties. Because of her faith in the Lord Jesus, we have the confidence that she is "absent from the body and present with the Lord."
Lynn K.
I think I was 4 or 5 when Grandma died. I have a very vague memory of her at our kitchen table peeling potatoes - but don't know if that's "real" or if I've just been told that. I also sort of remember her sitting in her corner chair of the dining room at her home. I had a little ball, about baseball size, that she knitted for me. Too bad i didn't keep that ball. I also vaguely remember her casket setting in the living room of her home -- there were no funeral homes in those days.
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