Another Death
February 20, 2009 | Uncategorized
When we first moved here almost six years ago, I was called to be the secretary in the Primary. Jonna Green was the President. She was something else!! She was pregnant with her sixth child. I loved to watch the way Kirk, her husband, and she handled their little children, who ranged in age at that time about 1, 3, 5, 7, and 9. Three boys and two girls.
Both of their families had deep roots in the church.
Kirk’s parents were members of our ward, too. She played the piano in Primary, and Brother Green was the Sunday School teacher.
At that time, Kirk was already very ill. I think it had something to do with an aneurism.
Anyway, Jonna took such good care of him. Sometimes, she had to hold onto him with both arms to keep his whole body from shaking during Sacrament, but he was always in church, and he was the ward clerk.
He died this morning. He was about 37, I believe. Of course, it was expected all this years.
The children are older now, and they have known that their father wasn’t going to live very long. They are such good disciplined children.
2 Responses to “Another Death”
His name was Kurt Green, not Kirk. My error all these years.
We just returned from his funeral. There was a large crowd, as expected. But both of us are ailing, and didn’t go to the graveside services, or return to the church for the dinner.
The Eulogy was so beautiful, and was delivered by Dinah Pulver, who is such a good speaker. She writes for the Daytona Journel, and has won a number of awesome awards for her articles.
Kurt had a brain tumor, and unlike the good luck with Seay, they couldn’t remove all of it. He became worse through the years, and had many seizures. On Thursday morning, he died in his wife’s arms. They had a beautiful love story…how they met…how he chased her. His mother didn’t look as if she was taking it very well. I didn’t think she would. He was the youngest of her four children. It was so amusing to me to hear about his life, because he was born on September 14th (Bill’s birthday), and he sounded SO MUCH like Bill. He could learn and absorb everything quickly, and he liked to take things apart, when he was a little child, but didn’t bother to put them back together. However, when he grew to manhood, he began to like putting stuff back together again. I can’t remember if Bill likes to put things back together or not. Nancy?
By mother on Feb 23, 2009
Thanks for the post. I was wondering how the funeral was. I wish I could have heard the stories. That family was/is amazing.
By carmen on Feb 24, 2009