Schneider, Aldine Mae (1936-1943)

Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1943 Sep 23 p. 3

Birth date: 1936 Apr 30

text of obituary:

ALDINE MAE SCHNEIDER

Aldine Mae, oldest daughter of Edward Jr. and Dorothy Schneider (Gearig), was born near Wauseon, Ohio, on April 30, 1936, and peacefully fell asleep in Jesus at her home near Ithaca, Michigan, at 10:30 P. M., Sept. 8, 1943 at the tender age of 7 years, 4 months and 9 days. Hypostatic pneumonia was the cause of her death. although she was never blessed with good health she was able to attend kindergarten last year and seven days this year.

She apparently seemed as usual when she left for school in the morning, but upon returning complained of being so very tired. She seemed unable to rest and at 6:00 P.m> we noticed her condition growing rapidly worse. Medical aid was summoned at once but after three hours of suffering, being constantly under the doctor's care, our dear little one was called home by god to bloom above. All that loving hands could do was of no avail.

We mourn not as those who have no hope. For we know she is with Jesus in Heaven for He said, "Suffer the children to come unto me for of such is the kingdom of Heave." We humbly say, "The Lord has given and the Lord hat taken away, Blessed by the name of the Lord."

She leaves to mourn their loss, her deeply bereaved parents, two sisters and two brothers, Donna Jean, James Edward, Phylis Ann and Melvin Lee. her grandparents, Min. and Mrs. C. L Gerig [sic Gearig] of Wauseon, Ohio, and Mr. and Mrs. E. E. Schneider Sr. of Ithaca, Mich., besides a host of relatives and friends. She will be greatly missed in the home and school.

Funeral services were held Saturday afternoon, September 11, at the Newark Mennonite church, conducted by Ministers F. F. Haynes, Francis Peters and Glen Litwiller.

Sleep little one sleep
While mother and father must weep
While friends here must mourn
While heart strings are torn
Sleep little one sleep
Our lips cannot tell how we miss her
Our hearts cannot tell what to say
God alone knows how we miss her
And our home is lonely today.

— The sorrowing parents