Pjesky, Samuel (1892-1945)

Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1945 Nov 1 p. 1

Birth date: 1892 Apr 12

text of obituary:

SAMUEL PJESKY

Samuel Pjesky, son of Fredrick and Elizabeth Pjesky, was born April 12, 1892, in Russia. He departed his life on October 17, 1945, at his home in Goltry, okla., at the age of 53 years, 6 months and 5 days.

When only 10 days old he came with his parents to America. Here they made their home at Moundridge, Kansas. Later they moved to Michigan but again returned to Kansas. His parents were members of the Lutheran church and at the age of 14 he received his confirmation at Spring Valley, Kansas.

In 1811 [sic 1911] he, with his parents, came to Oklahoma and settled on a farm four miles west of Hillsdale. He became acquainted with the Zoar Mennonite church of Goltry, where he attended regularly for three years and was rebaptized and received into the church by Elder H. R. Voth on June 7, 1914.

On Aug. 2, 1915, he was united in marriage with Marie Koehn of Goltry, Okla. They made their home on a farm five miles east and one north of Goltry. To thus union were born one son and three daughters.

During his life as a farmer he served faithfully in the church as Sunday School teacher, Sunday School superintendent and was a member of the church board at the time of his death. In the spring of 1940 he and his family moved to the town of Goltry, where he remained active in farm work until he became ill in March, 1944. He developed a chronic lung ailment which gradually grew worse, in spite of medical treatment. In the late summer of 1945 other complications set in, finally causing his death after much suffering.

He leaves to mourn his early departure, his wife, and four children, Mildred and Laura of the home, Mrs. Harry Reimer of Medford, and Alvin of Goltry. Four grandchildren, one daughter-in-law, one son-in-law and three sisters, Mrs. Jacob Schultz, Mrs. Sam Schultz and Mrs. Roy Wells of Goltry. Also a host of relatives and friends. His parents and three sisters and two brothers preceded him in death.

Our eyes were dim with tears,
We saw but felt the Master's hand,
And questioned with anxious fears,
Can we think it pleases His loving heart,
To cause us a moment's pain?
Ah! No! But He sees through the present cross,
The bliss of eternal gain.

So He waited there with a watchful eye.
With a love that is strong and sure,
O Love that pities, Love that keeps
Records of our joys and grief,
Lays beside the grave a sheaf
Where dear father sleeps.