Regier, Vernette Elaine (1935-1938)

Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1938 Oct 19 p. 3

Birth date: 1935 Mar 31

text of obituary:

Vernette Elaine Regier

Our darling, Vernette Elaine, came to us on March 31, 1935, in the Salem Hospital at Hillsboro, Kansas. Her brief sojourn with us has been the source of much joy, for she was a child who possessed an unusually sweet disposition. the sunshine of her smiling face captivated all who observed her. To know her was to lover [sic] her. Her submissive and obedient nature meant so much to us as parents. She loved to attend Sunday school and often sat quietly at play, singing, "Jesus Loves me, This I know."

Vernette developed normally and never showed signs of ailments except frequent colds during the winter months. the condition of her tonsils and adenoids became such that to pass through another winter without their removal would have been perilous to her health. Consequently, on Tuesday morning, October 11, she and her sister, Eulalia, had the same operation performed.

She was constantly attended by her physicians, and from all observations, her condition looked promising, although her case was not an easy one. Plans were under way to remove the girls to their home when a blood clot made itself evident, and without warning, at ten minutes after five on Tuesday of the same day she slipped away quietly.

She reached the age of 3 years, 6 months and 11 days. She leaves to mourn her sudden passing, us, her parents, Marie and John Regier, two sisters, Eulalia and Georgieann, a brother, James Eldon; two grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. G. D. Ewert of Hillsboro and Mr. and Mrs. Jac. A. Regier of Moundridge; a number of uncles and aunts and cousins and a circle of little friends.

We submit ourselves to God's plan, knowing that all that human hands could do was done for our darling. Through teardimmed eyes we pray, "Lord, help us to see the beauty of thy plan." — Mr. and Mrs. J. L. W. Regier and children.

   A little seed was planted one day.
It grew, — so small, so tender, so dear.
   The Master said, “I need this flower in my garden fair.
In heaven a place is prepared.
   Waiting to be adorned ‘er the winter blasts scatter its bloom.”
The flower nodded and smiled, “Take me, Master;
   I’d love to bloom in your garden up there.” — Contributed by Mrs. D. P. E.