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JANSEN o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2004-02-11 published
JANSEN
-In your Memory "Michael JANSEN"
The times of yesterday are Now the memories of
today I miss you much more than I could every say.
I couldn't see you hurting
I didn't see you cry
But everyday still comes and goes
Even though I didn't get to say good-bye.
Now I'm here, seeing your body
And I realize it's not you
You were my brother, always laughing
And joking with everyone you knew.
But yesterday came and went
I wish I could have seen your hint
Now I'll never hear your voice or
The sound of your laugh
All you left us with were the moments of the past .
But I miss you more than anyone could say
Because now the laughs and jokes of yesterday
are now the memories of today.
One year ago today,
tears filled our eyes.
No words did you say,
we did not hear your cries.
You left us for your Heavenly place,
the reason you left, we'll never know.
What breaks our hearts,
is you felt the need to go.
Perhaps Good looked in your life ahead,
and all He saw was sorrow,
He took you home with Him,
to bring peace for the tomorrow.
Loved and never far from my mind,
your sister, Kyla

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JANSEN o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2004-02-11 published
JANSEN
-In memory of Michael Benn JANSEN who went to be with Jesus on Feb. 7, 2003 at the age of 23 years. Our beloved son, brother, daddy.
I know it is not my place to ask
The reasons or the whys
But God I just don't understand
My heart within me cries.
I know you hold the future,
And each moment you have planned,
But sometimes I forget my part
As clay within your hands.
I know you understand my thoughts
For you, too, could ask why,
When you have given everything,
Your love did deny.
You could have gotten angry,
And left us all alone,
Instead you showed us your love once more,
Send your son from Heaven's throne.
So even though the future
Is not always clear to see,
I rest assured that what you do,
Is what is best for me.
So like your son long ago,
I'll learn to play my part,
And as your child I'll not ask why,
But trust my father's heart.
It seems like yesterday Michael when:
(Dad) We worked together building that new heifer barn
(Mom) We sat up late talking, laughing, praying
(Serena, Marius and family) You make those cradles for our girls as well as yours
(Kyla) We worked together, you used the bobcat to feed the horses so we could spend an evening out
(Erica) You gave me a big hug as I joined you on your last birthday.
(Peter) You took me on a long skidoo ride over the farm
(Alexandra) I sat on your knee in the little tractor feeding the cows, and playing with the horses
(Brianna) You wore big green boots and carried me everywhere
Lovingly we remember, The JANSEN Family

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JANSEN o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2004-02-11 published
JANSEN
-For my big, little brother, Michael January 25, 1980 - February 7, 2003
I prayed for a baby brother from the time I was three and I remember:
When he arrived and had that little toy dog with him. How much he always liked peanut butter. Playing in the sandbox together. Fighting with him and biting him because I couldn't get free. All the things we did together, chasing chickens, skiing, riding horses, swimming in the streams and ponds, all the walks in the summer. How when he was in a corner I would walk by and whisper to him. Him chasing Serena with a broom. How when I was taking a picture of him, he backed into a mousetrap and made such funny noises when it clicked on his foot. Running the barn by ourselves when Mom and Dad were away. How he always stuck up for me in school and was ready to beat the mean guys up for me. Hide and seek games. When we went sledding how he would pull all the way there, then make me return the favour on the way home. How we could always talk and he said he wanted to see me happy. When we were play fighting he always would take my side and leave Kyla to fend for herself. The day he jumped from the tractor to talk to that beautiful girl in the cottage - Christine. How he always played with his own little girls. The Christmas he made all the furniture for Christine. How we never could keep our Christmas presents a surprise, but showed each other. How he always forgave me everything and never held a grudge. He gave hugs. How attached he was to his ugly, stinky baseball hats. How I called him Michael Bean JANSEN because his middle name was spelled differently - Benn. The last birthday I saw him he hugged me and said he loved me.
Your sister and pal - Erica.

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JANSEN o@ca.on.manitoulin.howland.little_current.manitoulin_expositor 2004-12-22 published
Mark Thomas STEPHENS
In loving memory of Mark Thomas STEVENS who was tragically killed on his way home from Sudbury outside of Nairn Centre on Thursday, December 16, 2004, age 47 years.
Beloved husband of Patty of Bidwell Rd. Loved father of Hugh (girlfriend Amber), Caleb (fiance Stephanie), Nathan, Marcus and Patrick. Survived by his dear mother Azetta
STEPHENS of Little Current. Predeceased by father Ellwood (1987.) Will be always
remembered by his siblings Hugh (predeceased 1964), Donald and wife Sharon of Sudbury, Richard and wife Sharon of Providence Bay, Ruth and Richard WATTERS of Tillsonburg, Barbara and Evert JANSEN of Honora Bay, Luann and Cliff BUTLER of San Antonio, Texas. Predeceased by Patty’s parents Thelma and Herb ROWLINSON. Loved by Patty’s family Joanne and Harold DAYNARD, Ron and Alison ROWLINSON, Linda VANDETTE and Rod PRESTON, Ruth and Bruce KELSO. Will be missed by many nieces and nephews. Family and Friends gathered from 2 - 4 and 7 - 9 pm Sunday at Island Funeral Home. Funeral service 11 am, Monday December 20, 2004 at Grace Bible Church. Burial in Mindemoya Cemetery in the Spring. Arrangements in care of Island Funeral Home.

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