The Lawrenceburg Press
Lawrenceburg, IN (Dearborn Co.)
February 24, 1944
HENRY ORVILLE SCHWEERS IS BURIED AT RIVERSIDE
Funeral services were conducted at the residence in Aurora Wednesday at 1 p.m. for Henry Orville Schweers, 60, who died Sunday after only a two day illness. Burial was in Riverview cemetery.
Mr. Schweers is survived by five sons, Walter, Harry, Wilmer, Albert and Charles Schweers, all of Dearborn county, and two daughters, Mrs. Alma Tindal of Moores Hill, and Mrs. Lazena Martin of Manchester.
The Lawrenceburg Press
Lawrenceburg, IN (Dearborn Co.)
Lydia Randel
Death, the relentless foe of mankind invariably comes with startling distinctness, but there are instances which seem peculiar within themselves, which come upon us with such vivid sadness that the blow seems doubly hard to bear. It is one of the mysteries of our existence that those whom we can least afford to spare should be taken. We may not know the reason that Death should darken the homes, but God understands.
It is with true and tender love we cherish the memory of the life of Lydia Mary, daughter of Leonard and Anna Randel, nee Meyer, (deceased). She was born in Miller township, Dec. 30, 1892. She was baptized in infancy and on April 6, 1906, was confirmed and became a member of the Lutheran church in the Bellair neighborhood, under the ministry of Rev. J. Fritz. Since that time she had purposed to emulate the love for that Christ she then took to her heart.
In early childhood she was delicate in health and had always suffered from stomach trouble. She suffered a severe attack of appendicitis and on Sunday night, August 29th, when the final summons came she calmly and peacefully passed away, having lived the brief span of sixteen years and eight months.
In school she was industrious, faithful and thoughtful of others. Her loving schoolmates will ever cherish her memory. She possessed a kind and affectionate nature and was loved by all who knew her. She was ever loyal and loving in her home and was especially devoted to her youngest brother, on whom she lavished her deepest and tenderest affection. Her life and work shed its luster and fragrance on all about her, and just as this love was ripening into growth and emitting its sweetest fragrance, the life that gave the love is transplanted for her gain and happiness. Her spirit took flight to the "Great Beyond" where it joined those of her dear mother and eldest sister who had gone before, and now they together, await the coming of the loved ones left behind.
In the measureless realm of Time, how brief was her earthly life! She was a lover of flowers and music. She has gone to be with her Savior, to see more beautiful flowers than earth can produce and hear sweeter music than mortal tongue can sing. The splendors of earth are but a passing dream and its pains and misfortunes endure but for a time. There is cheer and comfort beyond for those who love God, but we can in this world get no just ideas of the splendor of heaven. What a glorious reunion it will be when we have passed the seas of death, to meet in that bright city, our loved ones gone before. For in this world we only meet to part, but "We'll never say Goodbye in Heaven."
In her death she leaves a father, four sisters, three brothers, together with a host of other sorrowing relatives and friends.
