According to Deloris (Junes daughter), June also had 2 sons by an earlier marriage. No one alive knows the first wife's name or the children. They were later adopted by their mother's new husband. Last Deloris knew, they were in Stillwater, OK.

Burial: September 17, 1987, Oak Hill Cemetery, Elk City, KS

Still alive in 1997.

Junes second wife.

From Lori Passauer - She didn't believe you should ever give up your maiden name.

Lived in Wichita, KS area.

Cause of Death: Died on the back steps while carrying laundry.

Was a nurse.

Still alive in 1997.

Some question about the spelling of: Gerry or Jerry?

Alive in 1997.

Medical Information: From William Passauer. Stroke in October 1995. Still able to talk and get about in Feb. 1997.

From Crystel 2-20-1997 - As of this time, I am 74 years old. I swim, sail, dance and continue to be very active. I have a BFA (Bachelor of Fine Arts) from Tyler School of Fine Arts, MED (Master of Education) Temple University. I am a survivor of Thyroid problems and Colon cancer. I was very healthy until 1993 when I came down with cancer. I am very healthy now!

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Mon, 29 Mar 1999

Dear Family & Friends,

As you may know Crystel is in Intensive Care Unit of Pennsylvania Hospital. Her heart beat is good, her temperature is slightly elevated, her blood pressure has been restored to close to normal, which

has meant that they have been able to cut down on maximum doses of "DOPA" , which at maximum strength shut her kidneys down temporarily. The dosage now will allow her kidneys to function.

Friday, she suffered a reversal from a post operation infection, however, she is doing much better now. Today she will be examined by a neurologist. Hopefully there will be no brain damage from the previous low blood pressure. There is still the possibility of a blood clot which would complicate things. She is still unconscious but she has amazing strength and she is definitely better then yesterday when she suffered the cardiac arrest. The Phone # at Pennsylvania Hospital is 215-829-3000.

Love to all,

Al

Sat, 3 Apr 1999

Dear Family & Friends,

As of this afternoon 4-3-99, Crystel is still in a coma, however there have been some positive signs: (1) when she hears a tape message of her granddaughter Allison's voice singing a hymn, she showed definite signs of looking toward the tape player (2) today, on advice of Laquita, I asked her to blink once if she could hear me, and she blinked one time. I then asked her to blink one more time if she heard me again, and she blinked her eyes once again. Since Sunday, she has been in a fight for her life. I can now safely say that she has won that fight. She is now strong enough to allow the Doctors to move her to the second floor, where she will receive a Cat Scan & EEG (test for brain-waive function).

There is great concern now that during the period that she had no heart beat , followed by very low blood pressure, after two electric shocks, that she may have suffered permanent brain damage. The experts just don't know the extent of the damage. It could range from just a little....... to her being in a wheel chair, or her being on permanent life support for the rest of her life, or her never regaining consciousness. They just don't know. Their advice to me was don't be overly optimistic.

Joan, Judy and I have watched over her for almost two weeks, and we have seen tremendous progress in her health. We talk to her constantly. We hold her hands and massage her arms and legs, and we constantly ask the Doctors and Nurses for medical information. I forgot to tell you, her white blood cell count is coming down. This morning it was 23.3. She no longer needs a "Renal Doctor" (Kidney Doctor). They will be starting soon to feed her nutrients intravenously. I'm trying to keep the house clean for her return (there are no dirty dishes in the sink & I've done two loads of wash).

The Doctors and Nurses at Pennsylvania Hospital have been very good to her. She has the best bed in the Unit and she is in the best Unit in the Hospital. The bed is a Dynamic Air Therapy machine (EFICACC) with an inbuilt computer with monitor. It tilts, rotates, massages and vibrates at whatever speed the operator sets, at whatever times and durations that its programmed for. The nurses are specially trained. In addition, I have seen them adjust her pillow and her body position for her comfort. They tell me that she is in no pain at this time.

Love,

Al

PS Please share this update with Bev and Don

Hi Al,

I've been hearing bits & pieces, but I'm not sure I can put them all together. Would you please fill me in? Did you get the message we left at the ICU that we send Crystel our prayers & love?

Yours,

Amy

Amy,

Thank you for your prayers. Crystel is doing better, however, she is still unconscious. Now that she has won the main victory, she has to fight another. Joan, Judy and I are by her side talking to her and rubbing her hands and arms.

I'll be sending more information later.

Love,

Al

Wednesday, April 7, 1999

Dear Family,

Judy, Joan and I all agree that Crystel looks much better today. We have better feelings about her recovery than we had yesterday.

The "Doomsday Doctor" that talked to me yesterday really didn't have all the information that he would need to make an accurate prognosis. This much we know: (1) he doesn’t know Crystel's inner strength, (2) He relied on one Cat scan, instead of a sequence of 3 or more, (3) He probably knows that she suffered a hypoxic-anoxic injury (HAI) which tends to be diffuse and wide spread. (4) One study that the Doctor might not have known about ,which Joan took off the internet web site: ... stated 21% of patients who are in a coma less than four weeks had a good recovery. (5) The Doctor's official report did state that she had the following: "Bilateral Primarily Posterior Watershed Infarcts in addition to "Left Cerebella Stroke".

She definitely had an overwhelming infection throughout her body known as "Sepsis"

She has excellent readings as far as her general health: Her glucose reading was 92, she has no fever, her white blood cell count was down, she looks very good. She has a tube to her stomach which is feeding her now for the 2nd day a high nitrogen isotonic liquid nutrition to prevent vitamin loss, commonly known as Ensure or "Osmolite HN".

They found traces of "Vanco Resistant Enterococcus" in her urine which is under control.

Joan asked her to wiggle her toes in her left foot on ten separate occasions, she scored 5 out of 10. She is yawning and stretching, and appears to understand what is being said although her response is delayed if her toe wiggling isn't just a reflex. The nurse believes that it was more than just reflex.

Other news:(1) She will probably receive a trach in her throat this Friday. (2) Her stomach appears to be accepting the nutrients.

Please pass the message on to the rest of the Family.

Love,

Judy, Joan & Al

Fri, 9 Apr 1999 20:45:26 -0400

Dear Family,

Crystel had a successful "Tracheostomy" operation today at 1:00PM which will allow continued use of the ventilator and allow her to cough easier. It will also make it easier to transport her and to suction any mucous in her lungs. She will also be more comfortable.

Special thanks to Beverly for sending me tape recording and copies out of the Merck Manual.

According to the manual, Crystel may have suffered septic shock secondary to vasodilatation. The treatment she received included raising the feet, continuous infusion of maximum amounts of Dopamine and saline solution. She did have a later secondary complication of fluid in the left lung, which is consistent with symptoms described in page 613 of Merck which says that survival rate is 60 to 70 percent with early treatment.

Joan, Judy and I have been in to watch her at various times of the day: she looks very good. She had accepted about a quart and a half of liquid nutrition just prior to the operation before being temporarily suspended. Since her stomach has accepted the high nitrogen and vitamin supplement, she will receive it at an increased the rate.

I've been cleared by my employer to spend all next week with her. This is good for both of us. I miss her terribly when I'm not with her.

Thank you for all your prayers.

Love,

Al

Thursday, 4-22-99

Dear Family,

Crystel has been admitted to Cooper Hospital in Camden for a respiratory infection, which the ER people believe is pneumonia. Joan, Judy and I met the transport van there and we all looked at the x-rays and saw that her right lung looked black and the upper part of the left lung looked black also. The ER people suctioned her and got a lot of yellowish phlem out. She has a fever of 103 and her white blood cell count is up. It could be a return of another infection that she received from Penna. Hospital. They may have released her too soon. In which case the fault would be on Dr. Haber, her attending physician at Penn.

She was transported from the Manor-Care Nursing Home where she was admitted yesterday directly from Pennsylvania Hospital.

It looks like another set back for Crystel, but I have confidence that she can handle it. Seeing her with a respiratory problem really bothers me a lot, but the Doctors at Cooper Hospital appear to be surprisingly optimistic.

Special thanks to Beverly for looking into the hyper baric therapy at Mission Viehco.

Thank you for your prayers,

Love,

Al

Thu, 27 May 1999

Crystel passed away peacefully at 11:13am at the Manor Care Nursing Homein Cherry Hill, N.J.

The Viewing will be June 2, 1999 Tuesday Evening 7:00PM to 9:00PM at the "Stretch Evans & Kain Funeral Home at 8 West Kings Hgwy, Haddonfield, N.J. 08033 (Kings Hgwy entrance is across from the High Speed Line). Phone # 609-429-0249

The Funeral Service will be Wednesday, June 3, 1999 at 10:00AM at the First Baptist Church, 124 Kings Highway East, Haddonfield, N.J. 08033.

Crystel will be buried at the First Baptist Cemetery on Kings Hgwy across form the High School.

Love,

Al

Thu, 27 May 1999

Please change the date of the viewing to June 1, 1999, which is a Tuesday.

Also, please change Wednesday’s Funeral date to June 2, 1999.

I was fortunate to be at Crystel's bedside, holding her hand as she passed away. She died in comfort having never wakened from her sleep. Throughout her entire coma, she always looked like the dignified lady that she truly is.

Thank you for your prayers,

Love,

Al

Fri, 04 Jun 1999

From: Jim Passauer <jpass@erols.com>

Bill and Suzanne <wpas@tidalwave.net>

I'm planning to spend a day at the archives next week to re-do some of the info I had previously completed at the St. Louis Library when I was TDY there from Omaha. Ship arrivals, etc. If you have anything specific that you want me to verify, I will try to include it in the day's, efforts.

The funeral was well attended. Over a thousand came for the memorial service, and maybe 500 for the actual funeral service. I read Eulogies for Beverly and Cleo and Myself. I will always miss her. For some reason she and Al never did receive the IOM disc that you promised.

Love, Jim and Laquita

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From Crystel's Obituary in the Wednesday, June 2, 1999, The Philadelphia newspaper Obituary section.

Obituaries

The headline: "Crystal V. Passauer, 77,Longtime Artist, Formerly of Haddonfield"

By S. Joseph Hagenmayer

INQUIRER SUBURBAN STAFF

Crystel V. Passauer, 77, a longtime artist and teacher, died Thursday at Manor Care Nursing Home, Cherry Hill.

A Haddonfield resident for more than 50 years, she was born and raised in Tidioute, Pa., where she graduated from Tidioute High School. At age 14, she entered an art contest sponsored by the Pittsburgh Art Institute, where she later graduated.

MS. Passauer taught art at South Philadelphia High School from the mid-1960s to the mid-1980s. Her art career went from doing billboards for Outdoor Advertising to medical illustrations for Temple University for more than a decade in the 1960s and 1970s.

Active professionally in art for more than four decades, Ms. Passauer early this year chaired an exhibit at the Jewish Community Center in Cherry Hill for Artists Equity Inc. of Philadelphia.

In 1965, she was cited for her work in high-relief sculpted plaques depicting the history of tennis for use at the Haddonwood Tennis Club in Deptford Township. The old Philadelphia Evening Bulletin said in a 1965 story that the works were the first such sculptures ever to adorn a tennis court and the first to depict the history of tennis in this fashion. It was also her first venture into sculpture.

The Haddonwood Tennis Club was torn down several years ago, at which time the sculptures were returned to Ms. Passauer. The plaques vary in size with some as large as two and three feet long, according to family members.

Since 1958, Ms. Passauer had been a member of the Philadelphia Water Color Club, the Philadelphia Art Alliance and the Artists Equity Association in Philadelphia. Her solo art shows included exhibits under the sponsorship of the Philadelphia Art Alliance, the Penn Art Center, and the Samuel Fleisher Aft Memorial.

She was an artist to residence for the Noyes Museum in Oceanville in1992 and was featured in several television programs on the arts.

While working, for Temple, as a medical Illustrator, she did the illustrations for Human Neuro-Anatomy, a book by Raymond C. Truex and Malcolm Carpenter.

Her art subjects ranged from drawings of the nerves under a microscope to paintings of religious themes that included a stained-glass window for a religious college, said her daughter Joan Trojan.

"She vas a born artist. I have pictures she did in high school that are just beautiful," her daughter said. Crystal was a woman of boundless energy and love, a true free spirit."

An avid sailor, Ms. Passauer was a member of the Cooper River Yacht Club for more than 30 years and was the first woman named commodore. She also was the first woman commodore of the Mid Atlantic Yacht Racing Association.

Ms. Passauer was an avid swimmer who swam 90 laps every week until two months ago, her daughter

Said. She also had taken up motorcycle riding in recent years.

She was a member of the First Baptist Church of Haddonfield for more than 20 years.

She is survived by her husband, Malcolm A. Fry; daughters Joan Lazo Trojan and Judy Lazo Oberg; four grandchildren; a brother; and, two sisters.

Funeral services are scheduled for 10 a.m. today In the First Baptist Church, 124 E. Kings Highway, Haddonfield. Burial will be in Baptist Cemetery, Haddonfield.

Memorial donations may be made to First Baptist Church, 124 E. Kings Highway, Haddonfield, NJ. 08033.

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Musician

Teacher.

Engineer Pffizer Drug Co.

Baptism (LDS): Pittsburgh, PA

Teacher.

Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL)Engineer.

Was an Air Force officer.

From Doris Passauer - Died of a large epileptic seizure after forgetting to take her medication.

Burial: Abt. August 03, 1988, Venus Cemetery, Venus, PA

Cause of Death: Colon Cancer

Middle name Edward or John?

Avalee from a family history book.

Met: 7-22-1937

"A girl friend and I were out for a walk"

First Date: 7-30-1937

First gift: Nail polish set

Engaged: 5-29-1940

Married in Lucinda, PA 6-19-1940 by Rev. Kuntz

Best man; Vernard Distler

Maid of honor: Grace Hartle

1st wife.

Fourth and current wife.

2nd Wife.

Third wife.

Had gray eyes and dark brown hair (it looked more black).

SSN 189-14-4336, Military ID Number: 336-81-554

U.S. Army Artillery and cook from 7/15/42 to 2/1/1946 (Private, PFC, Corporal).

On her husband Willard Passauer, from Tri-City., Oil City, Franklin,

Titusville Edition of the Times-News, Sun., June 26, 1983, front page of Section C, "Living."

ARTISTIC ENDEAVORS KEEP HIM BUSY AND HAPPY!

by Marge Olejniczak

FRANKLIN --

"I have always believed that when someone is faced with adversity something good will come out of it," smiles Willard (Bill) Passauer who discovered his latent artistic talent five years ago when ill health forced an early retirement.

"I was recuperating in the hospital from a heart attack when the doctor told me I had to give up my job or be prepared to face the consequences. I had too many blockages for a bypass operation so I had to learn to live with my condition," says Bill who adds that this depressing news matched his mood and followed him home to a long gloomy winter.

Unaccustomed to inactivity after 36 years of employment as a salesman, Bill says it was sheer boredom that prompted him to take a friend's advice and try painting as a hobby. "I bought an acrylic kit, I couldn't use oil paints because of a liver condition, dabbled a bit, took some classes from Harry Hickman and that's about it. I didn't know I had that talent," he smiles with genuine amazement at his progress.

Indeed, Bill's artistry earned him several ribbon awards from entries he submitted over the years to the Kennerdell, PA Art Festival and Pennbank's Graphic VII Art Contest.

Several friends and relatives have benefited from his artworks, given as gifts but Bill says he has never sold a painting. "None other than the one when I was in the hospital and my doctor asked me to paint his cottage. I asked him, 'On canvas? 'Well, I 'sold' it for what (material cost) I had in it, but I don't do this to make a profit. Actually, at first, my wife didn't want to part with any of my paintings and secondly, no one knows me," he chuckles modestly. Bill shares his talent by placing his paintings in the First Baptist Church where they can be viewed by his fellow parishioners.

Two years ago Bill tried his hand at carving wood birds and ducks, an area of interest sparked by the couple's trips to Maine's seashore. He purchased a $7.95 kit and set about learning the intricate art.

Throughout the couple's home are magnificent replicas of mallard ducks, sanderlings, sandpipers etc. which Bill fashions in his workshop equipped with a band saw, table saw, radial arm, belt sander, drill press and an assortment of carving tools. "I have a lot to learn yet," he says eagerly.

Two-and-a-half years ago Bill had a pacemaker implanted and says that physically he tires too quickly to spend the amount of time he would like to at his hobby. Nevertheless, on his drawing board are plans to make a working decoy. "I'll use two by six boards, glued together, hollowed out and weighted so waves can't flip it over."

Researching water fowl is as much a part of his hobby as is carving. Leafing through a book, Bill says that many birds were over hunted to the point of extinction. "Hunters aren't allowed to shoot shore birds anymore but years ago hunters used decoys to attract the birds to their blinds. Peep birds, for example, that look a lot like young sanderlings, were shot by the hundreds and sold to restaurants for peep pie."

Places of residence;

Birth to 1947 - Lucinda, PA

1947-1953 - 211 Imperial St., Oil City, PA

1953-1956 - 411 Hoffman Ave., Oil City, PA

1956-1959 - State Street, Oil City, PA

1959-1962 - 509 Innis St., Oil City, PA

1962-1971 - 405 West 6th St., Oil City, PA

1971- ? - Coal Hill, PA

? - 1997 - 10 Little Pine Place, Franklin, PA

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"A Hole-In-One, But There's No Cash" from the book: "Slow Lane in Oil City, by Steve Szalewicz, 1989. Copy of book at the home of William L. Passauer as of 1997.

It was neither long nor short. Bill Passauer of Franklin could not locate his tee shot on a 133-yard, par-three hole at Speer's Golf Course, Dempseytown, PA.

Cal Gilmore of Franklin and yours truly were playing with Passauer. Cal, in answer to Bill's puzzling observation that he could not see his ball as he stood on the fringe of the No. 3 green, suggested in jest that Passauer should "look in the hole."

Sure enough it was there for what every golfer, duffer or professional, strives to attain, a hole-in-one.

Barb and Lawrence Myers of Franklin had 3ust finished playing No. 3 and were at the nearby No. 4 tee when Passauer's lofty No. 7 shot hit the fringe on No.3 and hopped in a straight line into the cup.

Lil and Bud Bromley followed us near enough to share in the excitement when Passauer discovered his ball in the cup.

Passauer on the other hand took the discovery as a matter-of-fact ... as if hole-in-one was something that happened to him frequently. He appeared as they say today, "laid back" about the feat. Nonchalant.

It's in the cup, he announced. No high fives. No wild whoops. Just cool, man, cool.

Squinting, Cal and yours truly had seen the swing. High and straight for the cup. But the No-3 green slopes away with enough pitch to take any ball except one with a lot of backspin over the lower bunker and into a wooded ditch. Out of sight.

According to Doris Speer, a hole-in-one occurs at Speer's about once in every 2,000 shots at either No.3, No.5, or No.7. They are the short holes.

Most patrons at Speer's are "glad" for Passauer. Last February he underwent a difficult and dangerous heart operation in Pittsburgh.

He began to play golf about five years ago when he left employment with a disability. He is secretary of the 85-member Tuesday morning Senior Citizen's League at Speer's. As such he keeps an up-to-the-minute account of all scores, handicaps, dues, prizes, birdies, pars, etc.

He does that job expertly. Everyone now congratulates him. Couldn't have happened to a nicer fellow, as the saying goes.

Only one thing wrong with this feat. He should have pulled the stunt on a Tuesday morning in league play. It would have been worth at least $240.

July 1984

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Baptism (LDS): First Baptist, Oil City, PA, Rev. D. Hartman

Cause of Death: Heart

Medical Information: O-Neg Blood. Kidney infection, prostate gland infection, meckle's diverticulum, high blood pressure. Died of: Coronary heart disease Congestive heart failure Ruptured heart Mitral valve

Written by Doris Harrington Passauer's son, William Lee Passauer on Dec. 10, 1997 on the event of her death.

The last time I was able to talk to my mother was on Friday morning, November 14, 1997. I had always called her at least twice a week, every Monday and Friday, at around 8:00AM. Mom always looked forward to these calls as I did. It was an opportunity for both of us to "touch" each other and to share experiences and news that had happened to each of us during the week. On this particular Friday, mom was unusually full of life and happiness. This, of course, was not due to my call, but due to a friend mom had met several months before. William Wade Weeter, (Wade) was becoming more and more important in her life.

Mom had met Wade approximately two months earlier. While mom had remained without male friendship for the four years since my father's death, for some reason, Wade was special. Mom was at the Franklin Park, in downtown Franklin, PA, with several friends when Wade came up to them to chat. Mom was introduced but Wade left shortly after and began to speak with another woman near by. Mom mentioned to her friends that, "she might be a nice lady for Wade," when her friend stated that the woman was married. That was all of the contact they had for about two weeks. According to Wade, it took him three tries before he got up enough nerve to call mom on the telephone. When mom answered, Wade asked, Are you the lady I met in the park." He asked her this because my father's name was still listed in the Franklin telephone book and not mothers'. Mom said she was the same lady and agreed to allow him to come over so they could talk.

During their first visit, Wade made one trip around the block before he got the nerve to pull into the driveway. Wade explained to mom that he had just lost his wife several months before, and was just looking for someone to spend some time with, to go to dinner with, etc. but nothing serious. Mom agreed that she also wanted nothing serious to happen, mainly because her health was failing. Because of a failed right cardiac artery operation, that had totally closed up in only three months after the operation, and continuing failing health due to her five heart bypass operation that was further complicated by her sugar diabetes. They agreed to be just friends.

However, this quickly dissolved into a more serious relationship as they began to see each other every day. This scared Wade after three weeks, so he told my mother over lunch that he felt they should see each other less often. Mom, being an all-or-nothing person reacted as if he didn't want to see her any more at all. She became very distraught over the situation.

When Suzanne and I came home in October, they still weren't back together and as a result, I didn't meet Wade because I thought the affair was over. However, shortly after I returned to Virginia, mom entered the Franklin Hospital over a reaction to her recent flue shot and medication. Once Wade learned that she was in the hospital, he began to call or visit her every day. After mom was released from the hospital, they began to see each other every day once again.

On Saturday, November 15, 1997, Wade and my mother attended a Church dinner in the Seneca, PA area. While there, they each spoke and carried-on with friends they knew. At the end of dinner Wade had a piece of the chocolate cake they served for desert.

After dinner, Wade and mom returned to my mother's home at 10 Little Pine Place, Franklin, PA. They were setting in the family room setting on the sofa, furthest away from the entrance door, with mom setting to Wade's right, talking with Wade's arm around her neck. Mom had joked with Wade that although he had eaten some chocolate cake at the dinner for desert, he was still going to have a piece of the two pumpkin pies that she had freshly made that day. They continued to talk until mom stated, "I'll bet your going to wish you had taken out a million dollar life insurance policy on me." With that last completed statement her head fell to Wade's shoulder and her body weight began to press against his right side. Wade turned to mom and said, "Doris, what are you doing." As there was no response, Wade laid mom gently down on the couch and dialed 911. The 911 emergency operator immediately began to give Wade instructions on how to perform CPR.

As this was happening, neighbors of my mother (Kris and Tom Cummings) that had moved two blocks away, heard the 911 call for 10 Little Pine coming over their radio scanner. The call stated that the lady had arrested and that an elderly gentleman was performing CPR. Tom immediately ran toward mom's home.

The weather was miserable that evening, as it was snowing and many accidents had occurred. As a result, it took much longer than usual for medical assistance to arrive. Tom Cummings and a fire truck arrived at the same time--after about 10 minutes. The paramedic entered the home, pushed the coffee table away from the couch, laid mom down on the floor, cut off her clothing and began to use the automated electro shock to her heart in an effort to revive her. Wade told me later that while he was performing CPR, he was able to get her to breath on her own for about six breaths. Wade also stated that the paramedics were also able to occasionally get her heart to beat two or three times before it would quit again. This occurred every once in awhile at the house.

While the paramedics were there working, Kris Cummings called our home at 15052, Greymont Dr., Centreville, VA, where Suzanne and I were dining with my nephew Joseph William Stiller and a girl friend of his. Joey had been staying with us over the weekend as he had accomplished some of his college work in History at the Smithsonian Institute in Washington DC. Interrupting our dinner, Suzanne answered the telephone. I remember almost telling her not to answer the telephone and to let the answering machine answer the call. When Suzanne answered the telephone, she almost immediately took on a worried look. Suzanne then began to repeat what

she had been told, that it was Kris Cummings, that they had heard on their scanner that mom had arrested, and that an elderly gentleman was performing CPR. Kris was very concerned about calling us like that with the news. After Suzanne finished the call, I called the Franklin Hospital to see if mom was there. The Emergency room said that she wasn't, so I called mom's home at (814) 437-5086. Wade answered the telephone. I introduced myself, and Wade stated in a very sorrowful tone, "I think we lost her." I turned and told everyone setting there what Wade had said. While I was on the telephone with Wade, the paramedics were still attempting to revive mother. It felt very strange to be talking on the telephone with Wade while men were working in the same room on my mother. Wade stated that he would stay with her and call us from the hospital as soon as he knew anything.

We waited for approximately one-half hour before the telephone rang. When I answered the telephone, Wade told me that mom was gone. According to Wade, the hospital was also able to get an occasional series of two to three beats before the heart would stop again. They pronounced mom dead at 7:30PM November 15, 1997.

After calling us, Wade returned to mom's house to clean up the family room and probably to set and cry before going home.

In speaking with Wade afterward in mom's family room, Wade lamented that he had never told mom that he loved her. He stated that he was not able to commit himself to her so soon after the death of his own wife four months before. I explained that mom knew that he loved her and understood why he couldn't say those magic words. I also understood how Wade would regret not having said those words.

We as a family are very grateful that William Wade Weeter came into our mother's life in the two months before her death. We called him our Angel that was sent by heaven to be with mom in her final days. Wade made mother's final days very happy. We were also blessed that Wade was with her in her last minutes, that she didn't die alone, and that as a family we knew how mom died--peacefully with no warning nor pain.

Cause of Death: Heart attack

Medical Information: Heart- angina, Sugar, allergy to penicillin & morphine, kidney stone operation & damaged kidney, emphysema. Never smoked.

Married by W. H. T. Squires of the Presbyterian Church on Oct. 18, 1943 in Norfolk, VA.

From Doris Passauer - Her night robe caught on fire and was burned to death. She ran outside the house instead of rolling. Was a very close friend of Avalee Passauer's.

Spelling of name from mother's obituary.

Ruth or Ruthie?

Spelling of last name from Lillian's obituary.

As written by Dwaine Newton himself in an e-mail to William Passauer -" I had a deal arranged when I was 17 that if I would go in the Navy and become a CB electrician, upon getting out in four years, the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers would certify me as a Master Electrician. Back then it took six years apprenticeship to become a Journeyman and then two more years to become a Master. With my arrangement with the International Office (my stepfather's stepfather was the Secretary), I would do it in half the time. After the general classification tests, GCT, ARI, Mech & etc., I was asked what school I wanted. I told the officer I wanted Construction Electrician. He said my scores were too high for that. He said I could go to Annapolis, FT or ET school. I did not want to be an officer. I found out that FTs spend their life at sea, so I went to ET school. At the end of four, I got out a month early, two weeks before being promoted to first class. I went to college for the summer and my wife got pregnant and could no longer support me in the fashion that I had become used to, so I went to work doing R&D for Corning Glass Electronics. To make a long story short, I went back for four more then went to work as a civilian tech for the Navy. I had nine different Fed jobs here on Guam and retired at 50 in 1985. I put the first four generations of satellite earth terminals in operation and designed the connection system for the existing sixth generation."